my dad is *almost* an old man

Today is my dad's birthday. 

And being the fabulous, wonderful daughter I am,

I did nothing.

No card. No meal. No gift.

Just a Happy Birthday this morning,

and an apology,

and a reminder that I did give him

the cutest grandson ever.

I know.

I'm a failure as a daughter.

My dad is awesome.

The best dad a girl could have ever hoped for.

And I think I'll be making dinner tomorrow.

And finding a late birthday card.

The good thing about dads?

They still love you even when you're rotten.