my great aunt shirley (special, extraordinary lady) is in town and my parents hosted her and my grandparents for dinner (and me, technically, but it's hard for me to feel like a guest even though i don't live there). for dessert they bought fancy gelato which kind of bummed me out because i've cut added sugar out of my diet since june. but, let me tell you friends, the craving for ice cream and things like, um, gelato (what?!) are REAL. i wasn't complaining or anything but dad knew it was a bummer for me that i couldn't join them, so while i was talking with shirley, he quickly whipped up whipped cream (like made it! blended heavy whipping cream & vanilla) and put it on strawberries with a little mint leaf on top! just for me! he put it in front of me and it made me feel so cared for and considered! i know you're probably wondering why i thought this little thing needed a whole post, and i don't know, but i am just extremely thankful for my dad. he's the kind of person who does that. him and my mom both are excellent examples to me of people who go out of their way to serve and consider. it just meant a lot to me, that's all. i can't believe he's my dad!
