Hail to the King! Hail to the King!
In a few hours, my hubby will awake.
And be crowned.
He will relax on his thrown.
When he needs something, he will just give his bell a ring.
And his servants will heed the call.
His feet will be propped up on a cooler filled with his favorite drinks.
The remote is strapped to the chair, waiting to do his bidding.
Nascar will blare on the TV.
Favorite candy and snacks adorn the sacred area.
The streamers and balloons announce his Greatness.
A picture of his Royal servants will greet him. A Nascar grilling cookbook will quench his kingly boredom.
Coupons from his prince and princess are at his disposal. (One free back scratch and a Texas Tickle Crunch Box are but a few).
When he gets into his Royal Chariot, he will be surprised at the loving grafitti.
Especially since he has an important business meeting early Monday morning.
Happy Father’s Day, King Daddy and Hubby.
We love you!
I’ll add a picture of his Royal Greatness later today! Hopefully of his surprised face!
Yeah, I think he’s gonna have a good day. But would it be bad if I hid the bell?