First of all, I was really really missing my dad all day yesterday, of course.
I think I was brought to tears about 50 times yesterday reading everyone’s outpouring of love for their dads on Facebook. My dad was the best. I’m still not used to the world without him in it.
Our thing for Mothers’ Day and for Fathers’ Day is that the honoree gets to do pretty much nothing all day, unless they want to do something. Chad never gets any time at home alone, so the boys and I got out of the house for a few hours to give him some serenity (so he could play video games that the boys are not allowed to play).
We took a short drive over to Tampa to visit the Buddhist temple, Wat Mongkolratanaram.
The temple and surrounding grounds are so pretty.
The sign said to please not enter the temple in shorts, cargo pants, or low-cut shirts…out of respect. We were all wearing shorts, so I just took a photo of the inside from the door.
Every week Wat Tampa (as they are known) has a Sunday Market featuring all kinds of beautiful and delicious Thai specialties.
We love Thai food in our family, so the boys and I were psyched.
The big open-air market made me feel like I was on the streets of Bangkok…except they were happy to take our U.S. dollars.
Cal and I both got the Basil Chicken.
Mack got fried chicken wings.
We also got some red curry chicken and beef skewers to take home to Chad. Everything was amazingly delicious. There were many things that I want to try on our next visit, like the pumpkin curry chicken and the green curry. We lucked into a nice shady table right by the Palm River.
There were hundreds of people there, but the huge shady area with a gazillion picnic table seemed to accommodate everyone, and we hardly had to wait in a line at all.
While the boys finished eating I checked out all the plants and vegetables for sale. They had a little of everything.
Tons of orchids:
Asian fruit trees:
The boys and I can’t wait to go back. I don’t know why it took me so long to check out Wat Tampa!
Later in the day Chad opened his Fathers’ Day gifts.
He got a pressure washer and a hand-hammered wok. Is getting a pressure washer for Fathers’ Day the equivalent of getting a vacuum cleaner for Mothers’ Day? He liked it.
For Fathers’ Day dinner we got Ciccio’s (our favorite) and watched Cosmos (our other favorite).
I hope Chad enjoyed his day.