Father's Day

I am such a wonderful daughter. I may not cook very well - and it may have been on the cold side by the time it got to him - but I managed to drag myself out of bed on Sunday to make my dad breakfast in bed. I made scrambled eggs, toast, hash browns and bacon (which I'm sure was the coldest thing on his plate because that was the coldest thing on mine).



I even managed to get him a present on time the last time we went up to Solvang. It is a little Spock bobble-head that says a couple things when it bobbles. Random place to get it, but I couldn't resist buying it for him.