Anyway, I did NOT forget Father's Day. Henry and I teamed up and made daddy a cute print (thanks Pinterst!) with Henry's foot print on it, and got him a card. The card was for a daddy's first Father's Day, because, you know, pregnancy brain.
I asked hubs if he wanted me to make breakfast or dinner or anything special. You know what he wanted? Donuts. So he got up early with Lil' H and went to get fresh donuts. He tried to get Henry on board with the morning sugar rush, but I don't think he was successful.
|Squiggly toddlers and nonstop Seattle-quality-weather make for grainy photos. He spit the donut out. That's my boy!|
Any outdoor plans were rained out, just like for Mother's Day, so we kept the day simple and restful. After his sugar rush, he opened his present. Crafting tip: if you have a toddler as squirmy as mine, do this when they're sleeping! Blue paint was ev-er-y-where!
After daddy got a nap in, we went to yoga. Yes, I got my husband into yoga! He thought it was just a bunch of stretching, so I dragged him to a class a few years ago. He was hooked! The man works some 70-80 hours a week and can't make class during the workweek, but we've made it our tradition to go to a Sunday afternoon class every week together.
Daddy wanted tacos after yoga, so we hit up our favorite taco joint (literally, called Taco Joint. If you live in Dallas and haven't been, you're wasting your life away!) where daddy had a few cervezas and I over-indulged my pregnancy love for fountain root beer.
After we put our little man to sleep, we curled up on the couch and turned on one of the BEST SHOWS ON TV - True Detective. If you didn't watch last season, holyschmolly you're missing out! We hope this season can live up to Matthew McConaughey and Woody Harrelson's greatness in season one.