Well, now that it's been over a month, I guess I'd better say something about Father's Day. I like to think that I'm a pretty good dad: I change diapers, I help the kids in the night (when they let me haha; sometimes I don't make the cut and Jessie has to get up anyway), I do the dishes (sometimes as much as twice a week! lol), I play with the kids, I read to the kids, etc. As hard as I try, though, I will never be as good at being a dad as Jessie is at being a mom and a wife. Evidence: the pictures below. Jessie asked what I wanted for Father's Day meal, and I said Eggs Benedict Arnold, and she totally killed it. So delicious. I also asked for a pumpkin chiffon pie. I ate the whole thing in 2 sittings. It was amazing. Anyways, Jessie made these things for me while dealing with the kids all day! I couldn't have done it with an empty house and 4 hours of freedom. But back to fatherhood. This is supposed to be a post about Father's Day, aft...
Austin, Jessie, Natalie, Stockton, Jack, and Claire (and Mario!)