The thrift store with my father-in-law. FoH, too.

I told FoH we were going to a toy store. Now, in all fairness, there is a rather large toy section. He was so darn good as we scoured many a rack that I only felt it right to reward him with a little something.

That something was a shiny little red car, and he was just pretty much beside himself.

Im sure part of this was excitement over the car and the other part pure shock — it’s an extremely rare outing where I buy something for him.

That’s one habit I never wanted to start with him … Having an expectation set up that he gets something every time we go somewhere.

But sometimes, People, the moment calls for a surprise gift.