Father's Day

Growing up, I did not have a relationship with my father. I did not know what a good father looked like.

I found God and the missing hole of my father was easily filled by God's love.

When Phil and I found out we were pregnant with Max, I assumed he would be a good dad. He was present in our marriage and he cared for me and met my needs. He would surely do the same with Max.

Well, fast forward a few years and my assumptions were WAY wrong. Philip is not a good dad. Philip is a selfless, devoted, loving and loyal dad.

Max loves his daddy. So so much. Watching their relationship bloom is one of the best things about being a mom. When I watch Phil love Max unconditionally or selflessly stop what he wants to do to be with Max, it often makes me wonder how different my life would be if my father was involved. 

We spent the day celebrating Phil.

Gifts to begin the special day:

 I interviewed Max about his daddy, I typed up his answers and then framed it.

On the back of this baseball mitt is a sweet poem about daddy :)

Then breakfast:

Our original plan was to go out to breakfast, but the night before I was up all night very sick, like SUPER sick.  Store bought cinnamon rolls instead!

Although I felt miserable, I took the boys to lunch at Red Robin.

After lunch we went to ABQ Uptown to splash around in the splash pad, but it was closed :( Instead we went for some froyo. I had a small bowl of soup at lunch and it settled well. At the froyo shop they had coconut flavored froyo...I can not pass up coconut froyo, even if I was throwing up the night before.

We came home, we all took naps. Got up, went to Mimi and Pop's house and celebrated Pop. He is a wonderful Grandpa to Max and I am so happy that Max has him in his life.

It was a great day, I was happy to celebrate these amazing father's.