Don’t you love it when your parents decide it’s time to purge their crap pass down family heirlooms?

Such was the unexpected case this week as we were at their house to eat their food because we love them and enjoy spending time in their company.

Dad had Junior over to help him do some work in the garage, and while doing so, unearthed some treasures. 

First, let me just say that as far as talent, creativity, and artistic ability goes in my family… my dad and brother got it all.  All of it.  Mom and I are just over here tripping on things and falling down a lot.

Tanner (the brother) argues that it’s a fair trade because as the oldest child, when I came out I took both metabolisms.  Whateva.

Dad carves.

Neat, right?!  Loving the owl especially.

And as an added bonus, he sent home a whole tub of these things:

He makes the spools and clothes pins into things like santa clause faces.  But since I’m lacking in skills, I’m thinking a garland of some sort.

Then he gave me a tool box my brother made in high school.

I love that he signed it in Sharpie.

Me: Dad gave me the tool box you made.

Tanner: Oh real cool.  I see it was really near and dear to his heart.  :/

Me:

Ahhh, there’s nothing like sibling love.