Father to One. Doofus to Another.

Last night I picked my parents up from the Ferry Terminal. During the drive into town I waxed on about how great a Father's Day I had, what a great father The Boy has, and how I (obviously)
was best damn Dad in the city, maybe even the world.

Then my Mom chimed up, "Did you wish your Dad a happy Father's Day?"

Oops.

Happy Belated Father's Day Dad. I promise I'll make it up to you next year, unless I forget again.