I'm a bit fed up at the moment and need to vent...
So, its Mothering Sunday. The DCs gave me some lovely handmade cards and flower posies / a biscuit that they'd made at school / nursery which were much appreciated. I made the younger two their breakfasts as usual this morning, dressed them, tidied up the kitchen, put the dishwasher and washing machine on as usual. No help from anyone. Then I overheard DH asking DS if he wanted to go out for a walk in the woods today. I said I had thought it would be a nice idea if they helped me tidy up the garden today as it was a nice sunny morning and I had already mentioned it to the 2 DDs who seemed quite keen on the idea. DH said, "oh, they're coming with me as well but they can do that later, after lunch". Clearly his plans for the day take precedence over mine. 
I pointed out that the weather forecast was predicting rain from lunchtime onwards so that any outdoor activities would be best done this morning. So I went outside and starting picking up all the plastic balls / flower pots / broken toys / clothes pegs/ plastic bags etc that seem to have spread around the garden and collected under the hedges. I was expecting / hoping that they might come out and join me but about 20 minutes later, they came outside and bundled into the car. At which point I was on my way to the bin with an armful of stuff and stroppily wished DH a happy Mother's Day. He said he didn't know why I was cross so I explained that I hadn't been consulted on the day's plans and he'd planned what should have been a special day for me according to his own agenda. Taking our children out for the morning and leaving me on my own wasn't what I had planned which I thought I'd made clear. So he went back to the car and turfed the children out, telling them "mummy says you can't go", got back in the car with the dog and drove off leaving a 4 year old crying on the driveway. Very adult behaviour.
After realising what he'd done, I rounded up the kids and we had some fun in the garden including some tidying as planned so at least something went well. 
He came back just before mid day, went straight into the kitchen, made himself a toasted sandwich, nothing for anyone else, leaving me to prepare food for myself and the DCs and clear away afterwards.
I really don't know whether I expect too much or whether he's being a dick. He spent half an hour on the phone to his mum this morning to chat and check whether she received the £40 worth of flowers I prompted him to send, so it's not as though he doesn't know the day / doesn't celebrate it. I realise of course that I'm not his mother but surely it's normal to at least try to make the day special for your wife / mother of your children?