Mass, of course.
Indecision about dinner. Does he feel like cooking? (He insists cooking is consistent with relaxing.) Want pizza delivered? Feel like going out? Some waffling.
Open presents. Ramona's homemade card: a picture of Darth Vader with the caption, "Atticus, You Are My Father." Other, equally funny and creative cards from Anne and Betsy.
A nine-and-a-half mile run. (Him, not me.)
Falling asleep on the couch while Anne and Betsy watch an episode of Lost. (Me, not him.)
Read some Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix with Ramona, with older girls warning me she might not want to hear all the details of the giant rumble. (Me, not him.)
Read some Retribution, by Max Hastings. (Him, not me.)
Go out for Mexican food. Eat too much. Come home. (All of us.)
Call my dad. (Happy Father's Day, Dad!)
Kiss husband. Thank God for him. Feel amazement and happiness at the privilege of having had a family with this man.
Happy Father's Day, Atticus.