Our vacation to Hilton Head two weeks ago gave us the chance to meet our newest nephew, Everett Michael. Whose middle name honors the uncle that will SURELY teach him to shoot bottle rockets and clean an entire bathroom with a used pair of underwear (I am, of course, talking about my husband).
As long as we are giving monogrammed gifts, well, my little nieces need something embroidered in a circular pattern, no?
I also have an almost 8-year-old nephew, born just three weeks after G...they are the best of cousins, which is 100% awesome as he is ALL boy, and she is ALL fru-fru girl. However, Mike made me sign a contract in blood that I would NOT, under ANY circumstances, embroider a gift (in a circular pattern, or otherwise) for our dear nephew.
Yes, Michael. Even I am aware that a 2-liter of diet coke and a roll of Mentos is the most-awesome-totally-kick-ass-gift you could ever give a 7 year old boy. And if you don't know what that means, then google it--you can thank me later for giving you an awesome $3 Christmas gift idea for all the young men in your life.