Tonight, as I was making dinner, D12 said, you should stop cooking for dad. I thought that was quite funny. He gets home cooked as long as he lives here and then he gets takeout.
My goodness! Your D12 has a good head start on DBing!! A smart cookie...that one.
OK, Wonka, dear, I hear you. But my kids didn't know until Saturday, I couldn't just forget to make enough for dad.
It's my D16 who is the real DB-er these days. Wants zero to do with her dad. This morning we talked about Thanksgiving and she though it'd be great if dad could make her favorite stuffing and drop it off on the doorstep without actually coming in.