Meals again

Dad got up very late on Saturday, so he didn't eat breakfast until 9:00. Because his breakfast was so late, I didn't give him lunch until 1:00. My husband had gone to a football game with some friends, and I knew he would probably be late getting home, so I was planning a late dinner. I wasn't too worried because Dad had eaten lunch at 1 and Mom had eaten at 1:30.

Well, that didn't stop Dad. At 5:00, he came in and sat at the table, expecting to be fed. To add to the confusion, my son who was home from college was eating a pizza. Dad thought it was totally unfair that my son got to eat a pizza and I wouldn't fed him dinner. I explained to Dad that

a. The pizza was my son's lunch since he kept college student hours

b. He had eaten a late lunch himself

c. My husband wasn't home from the game yet, so I wasn't ready to cook dinner.

I finally convinced Dad that waiting in his chair in the TV room was much more comfortable than waiting at the table.