I didn't tweet/facebook/instagram cute pictures of my baby daddy with his kiddos. I feel like I slighted him a little by not doing this. I'm sorry Drew. Hope you'll find it in your heart to forgive me.
I did take the time to snap a picture of all of my boys together before church today.
We had a good Fathers Day today. We made it to church on time, which is always a thing to celebrate when you have 5 people to get ready and out of the door. We treated Drew to Mexican food for lunch (and only had one meltdown between 3 kids, which is also a reason to celebrate), and then during naptime I sent him out to replace his grill. It had been on it's last leg for a while, but Friday while I was nursing Tyler, the big boys pretty much killed it.
(sidenote: the boulder that was keeping the grill in balance (yes, we're classy folks) fell on my toe when I tried to lift the grill back up. Pretty sure my toenail will fall off now. It was like a double dose of awesome, all while the baby was crying because his nursing session had been interrupted. I live a comical life. Also, please note the sidewalk chalk art on the grill.)