Among other things, the best gift I received this father’s day was this.
I took Damien to the park, a 10 minute walk from where we are staying, and after playing around on the park for 10 minutes he ran up to me and said:
“I forgot to say Happy Father’s Day!” and gave me a hug.
Which wasn’t completely true as he had said “Happy Father’s Day” on more than one occasion.
He then started digging into his pocket and pulled out an individual Peanut Butter Cup mini for him and myself. Nicely squished and slightly melted.
I haven’t had a better tasting Peanut Butter Cup treat in my life.