Man Purse

After 3 years of being without his dad, YaYa has found a solution to Father’s Day. He’s decided that since I have taken on both the role of mother and father, he would like to shower me with love and what ever else comes to mind. Of course you won’t hear me complaining.

Needless to say, he was so excited about his Father’s Day gift that he insisted on giving it to me early. I had no idea what to expect. Could it be a new screwdriver, handkerchief (aka snot-rag), or pair of Gold Toes?

I was pretty surprised to get this purse which he bought at the neighbor’s garage sale. And since it is my Father’s Day gift, I’ve named it my “man purse.”

The contents, however, are everything but manly.