My dad got me a pack of toothbrushes for Christmas. Let me say before I continue that this is not a whining or complaining post, but my first reaction was to roll my eyes and think about how much I love my dad and how silly he is. Because I think it’s a sign of how much he loves me (and my sister, who also got toothbrushes) that he was wandering around some gawdawful department store with fluorescent lighting and crazy ladies who run over your toes with their carts, to pick up some toothbrushes for us. Such an ordinary thing— but then we are family. Which is both the most ordinary and most remarkable thing in the world.
Anyway, the original point of this was to say that I broke open my toothbrush pack when I got back to school and this is the best toothbrush I have ever owned and it is now one of my favorite gifts. And I love my dad because he is the best dad in the world, and I think about that every time I brush my teeth.
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invitetobealurker said:
Awww. I got my dad a bag of chips. He doesn’t ask for much and he loves them. Last year I got him chips and Mountain Dew.
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