You already know ... Doudou ...
Second, although the first chronologically speaking, you can imagine, it's my dad.
And my dad, I love it. To borrow the title of a song by Lynda Lemay (which I love, and the singer and song), " the strongest, he's my father .
It is not the kind of romantic ("What Valentine?" "Flowers for your mother, for what?" ... Nice ^ ^)
It is not the talkative type (do not count on him to make conversation, it is often limited to "yes", "no", "agree" ... in his defense, he was 3 pipelettes daughters at home , between my mother my sister and me, no need to fill the silence!)
There is not one cool ("Sure you can go out with your girlfriends until 22:30 ..." ... "Papaaaa! "..." ok 23h "... when you're a teenager, it's hard to hear, but in hindsight, I understand ... when I see the world around us, I tell myself that my children do come out not until their 25 years!)
It is not like "trendy" ("it's not a bit short here?" "How did it cost?" "you can STILL buy New jeans! but thee therefore already had one! "" why do you paint your nails, so leave them au naturel, it's prettier ")
There is not one available (He always has his laptop with him, died in his pocket ... so here it is useless agree. He is never home, always out and about, without necessarily tell us where. But paradoxically, he hates to leave his home even to visit us. My sister in Belgium or in the country by myself, we must use the wealth of imagination to bring a weekend ... promise her crafts to make for example).
But my daddy, I love it.
Because he has done everything that never fails to nothing, no love or anything else.
Because he always folded into 4 to make us laugh.
Because he would do anything for her 2 little girl.
Because he is the head, falsely grumpy grumpy when I give him a Calinou, here is priceless.
And so with my sister, we always try to find a gift to the height, when it comes to celebrate his birthday / Kwismas / Father's Day ...
But if finding a gift for a man, it's not easy in general, for my father, it's almost mission impossible! Quite simply, he did "not need anything."
Then out of the winning trio "clothes / perfume / clothes" (do not tell me about yourself tools, it is already better equipped than LeRoiMerlin!) Is galley ... but it is not very polite and "gifts", he never makes any remarks ... but well, anyway, we like to surprise him when we let go the deal!
And this year, Nowell, it was hard ... very strong. Found the idea of the century. That when he opened the package, he looked around to make sure he was not dreaming, a smile and sparkling eyes ... "But what is this? It real? For real?"
Yes yes my daddy on 9 February, you're gonna go see the team play France at the Stade de France for the friendly against Brazil!
(and as you can not let him go alone, it has taken notes, Dudu and me, and it goes with "And given how we struggled to get them, we will benefit !)
him, the football enthusiast, former striker of SSA (very local regional division), the breeder for show, he'll finally be able to scream about Laurent Blanc live alongside 80 000 people!
that I am not passionate about football, experience the Stade de France , it's still something. So for an amateur, it's downright impressive.
He who hates to travel and leave his house on his way to join me in Country of Here with his little suitcase, his binoculars and his jersey to support.
I have chills! Because he has fooled with this gift, and because I know he will love it, even if a bit flip of 80,000 spectators!
Tonight, I spend an evening alone with the 2 men in my life ... and 79 997 others excited about the ball!
With that, it's all for now.
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