Father’s Day Sunday began with Jaime sneaking out of bed to get morning sippy cups together for our twoddlers so Daddy could sleep in a bit.  But not for long!  Before he knew it, two squirmy little people were in his bed pouncing him, announcing, “Happee Day, Daddy!” and trying to open his cards for him.  They picked out their card for him all on their own, based on the fact that it had a bear on the front.  It contained the perfect sentiment too, so I was incredibly impressed with their good choice!

We spent the morning packing the van for our trip and keeping Hoochie from getting too upset by all the luggage strewn about our living room (he has been known to unzip a suitcase and pull the clothing out all over the floor to thwart any attempt on our part to leave him behind).  He spent a leisurely week with Frank and Kathie while we were gone and loved every second of it!  We popped the twins in their carseats, handed them their special blankies and teddies and said, “nigh-night,” hoping that they would nap for the 3 hour drive to St. Louis.  Off we went!  Upon arriving at our hotel, we checked out all of the features and then hit the pool!

A fancy-looking Italian restaurant was right inside the building, so we walked over to be frank with them:  “We have two 1 year olds.  Can we bring them here?  Be honest.”  The waitstaff was welcoming and a bit shocked that we would even ask, so we trotted over and had a nice dinner with Daddy.  It was a really beautiful day together as a family, and we had a whole week of vacation left together!