I’m a little late on writing this post. My intentions were good but at this stage of the pregnancy I am finding myself extremely forgetful, increasing tired and not nearly as productive as I’d like to be.
Even though this isn’t the first Father’s Day we’ve celebrated as a family it’s the first that we celebrated just the 3 of us and it will be the last. Last year my Dad was visiting us in San Diego and next year we’ll have another baby girl to spend the day with.
We had a great day. We all slept in until nearly 10:00 (thank you Ava) then I started making breakfast using Michael’s new gift, a waffle iron. He had to help finish making the scramble that we had as well; everything turned out great! The rest of the day was spent relaxing at home, Michael version of this was working on the couch while watching all of great sports coverage for the day. We finished the afternoon/evening with a nice family walk and another great meal of Veal Piccata. It’s the simple days at home like today that make you really appreciate what you have.
Happy Father’s Day to all the fathers in my life, you all have hold a special place in my heart. To my wonderful husband, Happy Be-lated Father’s Day. I never doubted that you would be a great Father but I never imagined that you would be as amazing as you truly are. You and the girls are the center of my universe, because of you, I have everything I’ve ever wanted. Thank you for all that you do, I love you.