Father’s Day

Both girls were happily drawing on Friday, so I told them to make a special drawing for Father’s Day and we would put it away and surprise Bill on Sunday. I told them to not tell him about it, so he would have a fun surprise.

When Bill came home he was asking the girls about their day, and I went into the bedroom to get something. Bill came in a few minutes later, grinning and trying to stifle his laughter.

“Olivia said that her and Sophia drew me a picture but you put it away and said that it was going to be a surprise and I couldn’t see it yet.” he was dying with laughter at this point.

The girls and I let Bill sleep in on Sunday, and Olivia decided that Daddy needed donuts for a special breakfast. Since I have yet to master the art of making a doughnut, we headed out and got a dozen of assorted. After we ate, I took the girls out to run a few errands and Bill was given uninterrupted videogaming time for two hours. To keep her occupied I gave Olivia the shopping list to help me make sure we had gotten everything.

“Mama, what are Tam-poons?” She asked me, reading my list.

“Uh…they are something mama needs to get.”

“But, what are they?” She questioned.

“Um…I promise I’ll explain to you what they are someday, but right now we need to check out and get home.”

Sometimes, I forget that my 3 1/2 year old can read.

We all snuggled in our big King sized bed and watched (most of) Toy Story 2, ate popcorn and enjoyed being together.

During dinner, a shirtless Sophia proclaimed “I’m wearing my nay-kid shirt!” and started anthropomorphizing her spaghetti noodles. “Ooh, I want to go to the party in Sophia’s tummy, but I’m so scared!” She kept us laughing through dinner.

All-in-all I think Bill had a very good day.

He deserved it. He’s the best daddy to those wonderfully goofy girls of ours.