Fathers Day Food

Rowan asleep in church with my mom <3
Rowan asleep in church with my mom <3

Before I get into talking about todays festivities, I’ll say first that I was really discouraged earlier in the day. A few things have come to light, and I’m scared we won’t get to move 🙁 Not everything turned out to be as bad as I originally thought, but it is evident that we are no longer just in the waiting game, but also having to jump through a few flaming hoops. Nothing worth waiting for is ever easy, right? Ugh. Can it just be this once, though? That all being said, I kicked off Fathers Day with a big embarrassing emotional breakdown in my parents kitchen.

Things looked up a little bit afterwards, and we rocked our Fathers Day plans. Instead of outings or gifts, my mom and I opted to spend good money on good food!! We planned everything out so we didn’t really have to start doing anything until shortly after 4:00. All of the kids napped at the same time, and my dad took a nap as well, so Brady, my mom, and I played cards all afternoon until we headed for the kitchen.

I won’t keep you in suspense. Both Brady and my dad said separately that this was the best Fathers Day ever. I’m going to for sure say it was the best tasting Fathers Day ever!

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Yup, we had bacon wrapped steak. It was Father’s Day!! We made a baked shrimp thing with small shrimp, tomatoes, green onions, cheese, sauce, and garlic, which it SUCH a treat and painfully easy. Stuffed potatoes with broccoli and cheese, and corn on the cob. Delish.

The older kids ate at the table with us, while Rowan entertained himself on his play mat.

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After supper, we ate the dessert I made with Brady yesterday. And guys, I don’t mean to toot my own horn here (especially because this is definitely a recipe I found online) but this dessert was on for the record books. Or at least a recipe book. It was DELICIOUS!

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This dessert had everything in it. Oreos, peanut butter cups, cream cheese, whipped cream, etc. So. Dang. Good.

A bit more playing with grandma and grandpas toys, and it was time to go. It was sad to leave, but the process of waving and joking through the window always helps. What a fabulous day.

And of course, last but not least AT ALL, happy Father’s Day to the father of my children. We love you, and all you do for us. I am confident that Rowan would thank you for all the nighttime bottles you feed him, Laela would thank you for learning how to put ponytails in her hair, and Dekker would thank you for wrestling with him and still being strong enough to carry him. And I thank you for raising these children with me, and hopefully more down the line. Thank you for working hard so I can stay home and watch their lives unfold, as many aren’t able to do. It has always been my dream, and you make it happen, Capt’n.

We love you!

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