The Falcon

Our last day in Oregon I had an agenda and that agenda was to make/buy/plan something special for Austin. You see, the next day (the day he flew back home) was not only Father's day, but it was our third anniversary. Double whammy right? What am I supposed to do on limited funds (I had to use cash or he would see the bank account) and with only $12 that doesn't get you too far. I decided to go the crafty/homemade route and idea after idea I would shut it down. I didn't want it to be corny.

 I just wanted it to be special.

I was taking a diaper out to the trash and conveniently parked outside was the Falcon. This is Austin's first baby and I guess mine too seeing how I married in. Oh the Falcon. This car was where we had our first kiss (and many more), where I would sit in the middle of the bench seat because the passenger side was just too far from Austin, where we would read O'henry stories for hours, drove to graduation in, where we would talk about what we hoped the future would be like, drive the long winding roads to the coast in, it was even involved in the proposal (even all the way in AZ) and what we drove to our honeymoon hotel after our wedding day. We were invincible in that car. The world was ours and when I think back to those days of being in love so young, you bet the Falcon is a pivotal character of that story.

Just this week we talked about how we are going to fix it up one day and drive it every Sunday.  One day it will be our leisurely Sunday car. Funny, seeing how it use to be very opposite I.E flying down damp dark streets to make curfew.

I knew I had to do something with the Falcon and driving it down to California wasn't an option so I decided to give it some much deserved love. Maisie and I scrubbed (lets be honest Maisie was more enthralled with the bubbles than "daddy's car") until the Ford Falcon baby blue (that's really the name of the color) sparkled. I am pretty sure I broke my finger doing so too. Note to self: steel edges hurt if your soapy pinky finger collides into one. Yeah, I heard it crunch.

1st step: balloons. Fill the car with multicolored balloons. It took two days to recover from the headache/dizziness of blowing up said balloons by mouth.

2nd step: Doll Maisie up. Yellow striped dress and pigtails. Need I say more?

3rd step: Take pictures of Maisie on top/in/around the Falcon.

Final step: print/frame give to Austin.

I guess the very last step is sharing them here, so lets get to it.

Here's to having the best husband and dada ever! We love you so much!

xoox,

-your girls-