It was a interesting weekend.    Dad and I stirred things up and instead of lunch we went out for dinner Sunday.  Lo and behold his son calls, wondering where dad was.  Mind you this was after not seeing him most of the day even though his dad was home all day .  His son of course was hungry and wanted to know what was for dinner.  Dad replied there's plenty of food in the house , make something for yourself.  Then he hangs up and looks at me and tells me his son asks everyday what's for dinner, then he adds like he's going to eat it.  He also mentioned talking it over with his son's counse