There's only one hour left of this day and - even though he worked six hours - Dude said this was the best of the three Father's Days that he's had thus far. For starters, we let him sleep in - until nearly 9am! That's about four hours later than a few other mornings this past week. And when he came downstairs, the girls greeted him with resounding declarations of "Happy Father's Day, Daddy!" "Happy Father's Day, Pop!" Oh yes - Belly has decided that she wants to call him Pop. Or Papa. Or sometimes Poppy. It's cute. I handed him his coffee and he admired the art installation that had been hung in the dining room. All week I'd had the girls paint pictures for him and then I added one of my own. I hung everything up on a string with clothespins. There were also cards from each of his daughters and some gift certificates for fun places. But the real focus of today was food - because that is truly the way to Dude's heart.
Dude's favorite breakfast is eggs benedict, so that's what he got. Sorta. Instead of English muffins, I used toasted olive bread. And instead of Canadian bacon, I used pancetta. Plus I added some sauteed spinach and garlic to the pile underneath the poached eggs and Hollandaise sauce.
Only the girls ate lunch - Dude and I were both still full from breakfast.
For dinner, I made boeuf bourguignon and mousse au chocolat using the recipes that I'd been taught on my Denver trip. Both turned out superb! The only problem being that there is a giiiiiant bowl of chocolate mousse in my fridge. It keeps whispering my name. I'm trying to ignore it.
So that was it. We didn't go anywhere or do anything that spectacular (except eat lotsa yummy food), but Dude said it was the best because it was the first time that the girls made a special effort for him. They knew it was "his" day and they liked celebrating it with him. Of course, they're still a little unclear on the concept because they wanted to sing him Happy Birthday, but they understood the special part.
Personally, I'm unbelievably grateful that he is such a wonderful father to our girls. They love him like mad and practically beg for him to be done working everyday (starting around 9am). And the love that he exudes when he's with them makes my heart melt. Complete strangers tell him that they love seeing how he is with his girls. He's just that great of a dad. Happy Father's Day, Dude!
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