Last Father's Day we spent the weekend at the cabin.
This year Nick was treated to the breakfast of champions. Smokehouse bacon and deep fried french toast made with french bread. We are still moving slow.
B wasn't thrilled, until . . . Scout joined her.
Nick had a light lunch so he has room for his steak dinner. :) Although I'm already eyeing up the homemade AngelFood cake with berries and cream.
And now- at nearly 4 he's finally done working and is ready to dive into his present- a PS3. I'll never see him again.
Happy Father's Day Nick. Our girls are lucky to have you. Don't you forget it! We love you!!