The. Little. Things.
I was certainly not ready for Father's Day this year. I thought it was on the 20th, which does not make sense, I promise I saw it written somewhere! By the time I realized that it was upon us already, City Center and Villagio were now shut down (due to the awful Fire tragedy) and Landmark was just a nightmare between parking and shoppers. I did not make it to buying anything, until the day of, knowing I could get in before the masses arrived.... With a bit of prompting the kids made cards, while in the morning I dashed downstairs and made Steve a cooked breakfast - he was surprised and loved the gesture, thank goodness. Dinner was a similar affair, with a beautifully laid table, fabulous food, dessert and company. It is the first year I feel like a really awful Mother/Wife for being so slack!! Father's Day is also Steve's Dads Birthday. It is a day of remembrance and reflection for him. It is a day of mixed emotions. It is now the first Father's Day that my Dad...