...sigh...Fathers...

Yes, definitely time for my mom to come home. My dad has a bad habit of forgetting to get food anyone else will eat when he goes food shopping. The only Robin-eatable food he brought back this morning was bread and cheerios. And then when asked what he wants to do for dinner his response is "I'm just going to have a frozen dinner" (usually in my house "What do you want to do for dinner?" means "Let's figure out what to do so that everyone can have something to eat"). Le sigh. Peanut butter for dinner it is. Blech. Must go scrounge around kitchen.