In my family growing up, we always made our own cards. We used stickers, or old cards, or whatever was lying around the house. And I loved it. I made some of the coolest cards around. My dad was the master though. He always tried to make cards that suited my tastes. One year there was a Warcraft card, another year it was my head superimposed on Julia Child's head.
I made these cards too but they're different; they were made at my aunt's card making party. You follow directions with a few personal changes and you end up with something like the ones in this picture. I made them but there is almost nothing of me in these.
A selection of cards from my dad. The first one references Iron Chef, the second is when I started playing guitar, and the final is my Warcraft phase. Unfortunately, I couldn't locate the Julia Child card. :(
Status: Dibbed
I'm a stationary collecting fiend x_x So uh, yeah, I'll take them if you want?
ReplyDeleteLooking through old posts I just wanted to say, I don't think I've ever said it to his face but I love your dad! I remember being really nervous around him when I was a kid just because he didn't talk much [and I was nervous around all adult males other than my own father] but as I've grown up I've definitely felt pangs of envy that my dad was not more like yours. I should probably tell him that rather than you! Maybe at Christmas :)
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