I am not the father, but I thought Father's Day was a perfect day.
We snoozed until 6:30 after a stormy night.
We gifted Daddy his grill, photo, cooler cups, and stepping stones. Cole gave him a special gift that he made at school - a brick with his handprint.
We made biscuits and gravy for breakfast. (Derek ended up cooking *with an audience* - what a guy!)
We watched CBS Sunday Morning, drank coffee, and the boys put together Daddy's new little grill.
We went to Na & G's and enjoyed the pool.
We came home and all four napped (at the same time!) for a couple of hours.
We made Smokey Mountain chicken for dinner. (Derek ended up cooking again - Dad of the Year!)
We snuggled in to watch a movie together, 2012, in which the Daddy was the hero.
Derek and I talked about how wonderful the day was and how lucky we were to have these awesome kids.
Cole and I talked about how great the day was and how lucky we were to have the best Daddy.
Cole told Derek to stay home from work because he would miss him.
Derek told Cole to never grow up.
Being a dad is a big job that I try to never underestimate. I am so grateful for the father that my kids have!
Happy Father's Day, Derek!