We didn't do very much for Father's Day. Besides the fact that Steve has been working WAY too much, he was in a deep funk. Father's Day is bitter sweet for him because his mom's died the Friday before his first one. It has been two years now.
Our weekend was far from exciting. He slept a lot, so I took the kids to the waterpark to give him quiet time. Besides gifts and cards, I made his favorite meal for dinner (lasagna). Hopefully, it was the perfect medicine.
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