How to treat a dad-the Gustafson way!

Recently Craig's dad was left alone at home for a weekend. I wasn't sure if he'd ever been introduced to the Gustafson way of being treated...

I know other people love their dad. They celebrate him on father's day. They let their moms tell their dads what's really going on in their lives.

But Gustafsons...

We know how to treat a dad. So we submitted Craig's dad to the same treatment:

It begins by finding a babysitter- preferably one for free because Dad's not going to pay for that unless he's visiting and has an excess amount of cash on him.

Then you find a movie that he'd love (action or comedy).

Then you pick him up and have a grand old time talking about interesting subjects. You go see the movie and let dad pay, of course.

Then you pick a restaurant and go eat. Dad pays, of course.

And you always top the evening off with some great Baskin-Robbins or frozen yogurt, with dad paying of course.

But the whole time you pay utmost attention to Dad. What does he like to talk about? Helping him order something he'd like off the menu--chicken and salmon are always good choices with no fattening sauces! Yuck! (Craig once let mayonnaise be put on my dad's sandwich--several "shits!" later and us wiping it off, Craig learned the hard way the knowledge we were born with).

"I read this in the paper dad, I thought you'd find that interesting."

or

"Tell me this church history tale dad...wow, fascinating!"

Some translating would be involved-- my best correct guess was what you could find at Costco--the answer was Jelly Bellys. You had to have in-depth knowledge of my dad to play. Sorry non-blood relations, you're simply too late in the game to play this game.

Before you knew it, the ice cream was gone and you were on your way home. You got an evening of free entertainment, food, and chatter, and dad was as happy as could be!

Good times had for all.

Treating a dad like a king is the Gustafson way.

I'm definitely passing the tradition on to my kids.

Dads deserve it.