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Today is the day after Father's Day. To me this day is sort of like the day after Christmas. The main difference is that instead of tangible gifts I have wonder memories to enjoy. Yesterday was a great day for me. I am a stay-at-home dad so the script is a little flipped. I make breakfast, lunch and dinner, I mop, I scrub toilets and bathtubs, and about the four million other tasks it takes to keep our home in working order. But, not yesterday. My wife really came through and took care of everything for the day. She baked a scrumptious cake for breakfast, read me a love letter she had written me, we went to the Thunder Run motorcycle event at the Fair Grounds, enjoyed Sonic for lunch, she cooked my favorit dish for diner (usually my speciality but after nearly a decade together she has mastered it as well), then she treated me to a special evening of a spa (complete with bath and massage). I have to say to me there is nothing on this Earth better than my beautiful wife showing her love by giving of her own time and energy to craft a day such as that. Other men might like to go golfing, watch sports, hang-out in the garage with their tools. Me, on a day like yesterday, I couldn't image a better way to spend my time than with my son and my wife. Now it is the day after Father's Day, and today I'm not wearing a new tie, new shirt, new slacks, or a new watch; today I'm wearing a huge smile and a warmed heart that I'll proudly wear-out until next Father's Day.