Why yes, that is indeed a handmade paper Tardis you see before you…
The doors aren’t lined up because of the way I was holding it… it isn’t sloppy workmanship. The details are actually quite impressive… especially if you consider the fact that the guy who made this isn’t even a fan of Doctor Who.
Maybe I should back up to the beginning… which should be easy… now that we have a time machine…
Most of you will remember that Mollie, my youngest daughter, started dating her very first boyfriend about, oh, six months ago. He seemed like a nice kid… right up until he just disappeared at the beginning of summer, leaving Mollie baffled and alone.
Then school started again, and when I was driving her home she always waved at this one guy if she saw him walking. She said it was a guy she had been friends with for a while. I didn’t think anything of it.
The she gets in the car the other day and she is all… I want to say ‘glowing’… but whatever, she looked pretty happy. And she showed me her Tardis…
You can see on the back that this is her very own personal one.
Now I know a lot of you ladies who are fans of Doctor Who are already excited about where this is going… So I will cut right to the chase… when you open the Tardis doors…
… there is a little, smiling Doctor in there, and a card that says: ‘Will you be my Rose, and travel to Homecoming with me?’
Yeah… he asked her to the homecoming dance with style… and art… and romance… and he took the trouble to find out something about her that, even if he wasn’t a huge fan of himself, he knew it meant something to her.
Okay, he got a little lazy and didn’t color the box blue. This offends the artist in me a bit. But as the dad, I am relieved… because if he had colored it blue, I might already be working on ways to get him to marry my daughter, and I haven’t even really met him yet.
Trust me, this is a far cry from my usual attitude towards guys who want to date my daughters.
Anyway, to all you younger guys out there, I hope you learned something from this. Be sweet. Be inventive. Be creative. Be artistic. Yes, you can be yourself… but if yourself isn’t at least some of these things… keep working on yourself until yourself is…
Pouring My Art Out 
Look at the influence you had her her that she goes for the artistic kids. Awesome
I am proud of that
As you should be 🙂
ha
WOW! So sweet!
That’s what I said.
AWWWWW my heart beat faster for her…. so awesome.
I knew some people would appreciate this…
Well removed. And good riddance. Thank you Art.
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I get e-mail notification of your posts and comments. If you allow a comment to get by moderation and it appears for even a second, I see it in my e-mail. Someone was very inappropriate and you removed the comment string after it was e-mailed. Honestly i have often wondered why some boggers leave asshat ingnorant, mysosgenic, distasteful, borderline hatred comments posted. .You didn’t.
Sorry should read “misogynic”
I knew what you were meant…
I try to let people be funny in their own way if I can while still trying to be more or less family friendly for the most part.
What?? I missed an opportunity to rip on a jerk??
no… it just went a little off base
Awe! And your Daughter let you put it on your blog? I would have been super embarrassed.
She has a high tolerance to embarrassment
And more importantly: be sure to master those skills in any communications the girl’s dad may be privy to.
Or at least pretend you like what he does.
So I guess that makes him the second Doctor, since the first one disappeared.
HA… I get it. Yes, this is the regenerated Doctor… who isn’t a real doctor… but plays one on TV… but hopefully doesn’t start playing doctor with my kid… at least right away… sigh
That is wonderfully romantic.
I know… but I might have overplayed my hand with this post… this guy ain’t going to be scared of me at all now…
Not everybody reads your blog, you know.
True… but if he is smart, he will read it… or at least skim through it… because this post will give him insight into the fact that he is already fairly high up on the list of my ‘guys who want to date my daughters and should I let them… or just kill them’ scale test. And the rest of my blog is all about me, and if he knows about me, it will be easy for him to just stay on my good side. Then all he has to do is not break my daughter’s heart… or get a little too ‘romancy’… wait… why am I giving away all these secrets? This will be a good test of how much attention this is guy is paying to the world around him.
But he’d have to find the one post about him amongs the 28,329,523 that you’ve written!
well… it is the one right there on top…
For a minute. Then it will be buried.
I am fighting the urge to do more posts today… yet… and it ain’t easy… I have some good ideas.
I like your list of qualifications young boys should master. This could be used for everyone. (I might steal this for future reference. Hope you don’t mind.
Here’s to raising daughters. 🍷)
I used to make the boys answer a full form of questions about their expectations and prospects and so on, but that was the first daughter. I am getting mellow with age.
I actually think the white Tardis is more appropriate – after all it is a vehicle for the delivery of an invitation and as such should should have the form and details of a Tardis but not the the color – i.e. see inside for the true reason for the Tardis’ appearance. Or this Tardis is a blank page that you have the power to paint whatever color you want. Honestly Art if he were asking you for a date, I’d agree: it should be blue, for after all aren’t you a little blue? But for your young daughter, it should be white – reflecting the youth and happiness.
Oh, does your daughter know you are blogging about her and her new found interest? 😀
You make good points… and yes, I asked her first… and asked her to ask him if I could do it… of course, he might not have ever seen my blog, so he wouldn’t know what to expect…