The difference between Mother's Day and Father's Day at our house is pretty vast. Those girls
always bring him breakfast in bed. Fawn over him. Present him with a card. They would have the Air Force do a fly-over if they knew how to google that. I usually make my own breakfast on Mother's Day and the rest of the family's too. I made pancakes this morning and Blonde Girl served Daddy ones that had been made one hour prior. Too funny. She brings it on on a tray and everything. He ate them.
I did make goulash for dinner and Miss Brunette exclaimed that it was a mother and father's celebration. They like goulash.
