Pay Back

There are quite a few stories of me as a child blabbing about the gift for an upcoming celebration or event (like my mother's Christmas presents each year).  Well God has granted me a daughter who is the EXACT same way.  A few months ago I found a neat Father's Day gift idea on the internet for David.  It was cheap, thoughtful, and it was a bag of Peanut M&Ms placed in a nice container with a note saying "To my slightly nutty but sweet Dad."  Last week M&Ms were on sale at our local grocery store so this mom stocked up.  A bag (or 2) for David's gift, a bag for Carly's potty adventures, and then 2 more bags just to stock pile since the sale was for 1/2 off.  Carly watched me add her bag of regular M&Ms to her potty jar and then hide the remainder of the candy in a Gamecock grocery reusable grocery bag (I knew the Tiger in our house wouldn't be sporting that bag to the store any time soon).  Well, in the bag it all sat until tonight.  Carly and David were snacking on a few pretzels while I made dinner.  As dinner time got closer, I put the pretzels away much to Carly's dismay.  She began asking for various items in our pantry with no luck.  Finally she pointed up to the bag of candy and said M&Ms, Daddy's M&Ms.  Needless to say the M&Ms and I were busted.  They were never put into a cute jar and the cute saying was never added to them, but they are being enjoyed by David which is the whole point of Father's Day.  

Daddy ~ I'm sorry I always told our Christmas "secrets"