I let the boys each pick out a card from the store for Daddy. After trying to buy 2 granddad ones, I finally gave in to Carter's choice. The outside had two hamburgers on it. The inside read, "Nice buns." Yup. I read it to him. Explained what it meant and he insisted on getting it for Daddy. Then proceeded to run around all morning saying, "Happy buns!!!" Crazy Carter!
Then we headed over to my aunt's neighborhood pool for some swimming, pizza, and family time. (Salt water pools rock.)
We finished up the afternoon with a nap for Daddy, showers/baths and soccer for all, and a nice dinner at Neo-China where Carter ended up soaking soy sauce in lettuce because all of the dumplings were gone.
Breakfast, pool, nap, sports, dinner out - sounds like every Sunday in our house. But hopefully, Daddy felt especially loved and special on this Father's Day. He is our rock, our foundation, our center. And we love him so very much!
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