Father's Day 2015

Aaron had a joy filled Father's Day, and honestly, so did I. A miracle happened and the children were kind and reverent for the entire sacrament meeting in church yesterday and not one of them had to be taken out to the hall even once!  I jokingly queried Aaron about my suspicion that this miraculous anomaly had been brought to us by some kind of secret ward fast that occurred on behalf of the poor willardson children, who's mother was totally losing it last week. He assures me that my suggestion is ludacrist, but if you were present to compare the two weeks, you'll know there were angels among us yesterday, attending to the children and aiding their reverent behavior.  It was truly wonderful, and I don't take any credit, and therefore fear we will be unable to repeat the act next Sunday. But yesterday? It was a really really good one. 

We stared the celebrating on Saturday by making sugar cookies. I tried a glacé instead of royal icing, this time, and the results were runny disasters. It was like one of those memes that mocks pinterest perfection photos with the words "nailed it!" typed below. 

That's a cookie made my an adult, people. Not a kid. Hahaha oh well. They tasted really good and the kids enjoyed making them with me. 

We made neckties and mustaches I used regular old canned frosting for a dozen of them and took those to share with the primary class I subbed during Sunday school hour. They were amused. 

The actual cookies were my best sugar cookies, ever. Two days later they are still soft and delicious. I'll post the recipe in a later post. 

Aaron requested waffles for breakfast and we delivered, along with berries and fresh whipped cream. 

At church, they held a luncheon and served Dickies BBQ for all the men during 3rd hour! It smelled very manly in the cultural hall and the dads loved it. 

Aaron was followed around all day by a fanfare of his adoring children, who lovingly showered him with the traditional fuss of homemade cards, silly band and shrinkydink keychains and many rounds of singing our favorite Father's Day tune, "I'm So Glad When Daddy Comes Home"...which was sung my me a couple of times in there, too. ;)

I love Aaron so much. What a spectacular father. I appreciate him for his constant rededication to be a better man, when he is already so wonderful to begin with. He does not settle for mediocrity and often asks, "what can I do to help you?" He wins at parenting, but also for being a totally supportive spouse.  

We made him a cute candy tackle box with gummy worms, Swedish fish, sour worms, and other assorted candies. The children made cards that looked like fishing bobbers and wrote their sentiments on the backs. Corbin just wrote "Star Wars" and "I love Dad"  a bunch of times, which delighted Aaron all the same. 

He also got 2 new pairs of nice slacks for  work, and a boxed set of the Indiana Jones movies. We some delicious grilled chicken and a strawberry, avocado, and candied pecan spinach salad for dinner.  For dessert, I had ordered a batch of Gwen's famous caramel brownies.  Everything was so good, we are already looking forward to lunch leftovers today. 

Aaron, you bring so much happiness and laughter into our home. No always imagined I would be "the fun parent" and make my husband be the bad guy, but you do fun sooo much better than I do. Our children are very lucky to grow up in a home filled with love, the gospel, and daily laughter.  Happy Father's Day!