Now, Father's Day is for Kev, and this Father's Day I'm sick (nothing serious, just one of those things) and they're all off at church while I sit here in my slob-clothes trying to come up with a brilliant plan to make his day special. I'm running low in the brilliant plan department. Besides, he's on the midnight shift this week so after church he'll be sleeping the rest of the day away.
I'm not good with change, and it usually takes me years to adapt, but adapt we do and create new traditions and new celebrations.
I think I'll shlep into the kitchen and bake up a batch of cookies for him. Not that he needs them or anything, but since he does so much for this family, and since he takes his role of father so very seriously, maybe he just does need a plate of warm cookies waiting for him after church today?
Yeah, I think that's about as brilliant as I'm going to come up with.