Happy Father's Day

 

This was taken late Sunday night, but here are the details of Father's Day:

9 a.m. Muffin Breakfast for Dad before Church Meetings

1 p.m.-4 p.m.: Church. Ben was as usual, super Dad and took the twins during the second and third hour.  Well, technically Addison because a friend of ours usually always takes Kate.  I didn't even have a chance to run down and see if he needed a break since our Nursery leader did not come to Church and we were short staffed:)  

6 p.m. Dinner. I found this bag of fajita mix in the frozen food section.  It looked really good and Ben was excited.  Well, don't you hate it when you open the bag and they give you like 4 pieces of meat?!  It was mostly onions, peppers, etc... Well, I did also happen to make ground beef and two kinds of beans, so we were good.  Bailey scarfed down three tacos (remember this info for later)

Dinner was followed by yummy limeade ice cream pie.  The kids even ate it, since we just told them it had ice cream in it and did not mention the lime part.  (remember again Bailey had a nice slice of ice cream pie)

7 p.m. Ben wants to take a Sunday drive, something we haevn't done in I don't know how long.  So, we put the kids in jammies so when we get back they can go right to bed.  The road we took was long and windy and dusty and a good hour away.  Well, three tacos, ice cream pie, heat and a car ride do not mix for Bailey. And now we know when he is silent that it means NOW!  Now, he is going to throw up.  Yup, up and out it came.  We had just gotten to the spot Ben wanted to show us, and I had to jump out as I was not feeling well from the windy road either and the smell nearly killed me.  Ben found  half a water bottle in our car for Bailey to drink and someone had left an almost full one up where we stopped which was used to wet the towel to clean up the puke (towel and Bailey's pj bottoms were thrown away where we stopped).  

9:30 p.m. We make it home, with two screaming babies who want their crib now, plus a whiny two year old who took enough of a "nap" on the way up there to not be tired now, an irritated Emma and a disturbed Bailey.  Twins were put to bed, and the older three climbed on our bed to watch some of their movie with Dad.  We couldn't send them straight to bed after that!  

As crazy as it was, I think they enjoy their time with Daddy.  I caught them just today on the way home from the doctor talking about when Daddy will get out of school.  Bailey was explaining to Emma that it will only be until December, and then he has a test in February.  So after that, no more school and Daddy will be home every night.  Funny that they remember that so well.  We must talk about it alot at home:)