Sunday, June 21, 2009

Today is Father's Day. My mom offered to fix my dad's plate. She usually doesn't fix my dad's plate. She used to, as dad's mother used to call the 'girls' to fix the men's plates at family gatherings, but she stopped after my brother started wanting her to fix his plate. So today she asked if he wanted her to fix his plate, since she had made breakfast. He fixed his own plate. GO DAD!

2 comments:

fly tie said...

ha! i like that.

i just pictured in my mind those scenes on tv where someone takes a stand for something and the people slowly start clapping one by one.

*is goofy*

shannon said...

Hehhe, awesomeness is awesome. Although I realized that I don't have any words for 'fixing a plate' besides 'fixing a plate'