My son's Daddy

So proud...always so proud to hold his son.

And so very happy.

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY...

 Sacrament meeting was difficult. As the primary children sang, "I'm So Glad When Daddy Comes Home", I couldn't help but think of all the fun times Dan and Ty shared together in only fourth months, and how much I looked forward to seeing Ty grow into a toddler and continue to play with his daddy. Dan was always so attentive with him. We were both incredibly sad....for some reason I was more sad on father's day than mothers day. I think it hurt more to see Dan in pain. The morning was especially emotional for Dan, for obvious reasons.

Fortunately, by the time we returned from church we were all excited for the gift exchange. At least Carrie and I were! Dan is much better at containing himself when it comes to surprises. Although, he did make me give him one of his two gifts around 11pm the night before, and was thrilled to exchange his cheapo five dollar sunglasses for a pair of Oakley's. I don't have a picture of him wearing them (yet) but he looks pretty hot in them, especially in combination with his "lawyer apparel".

The second gift he received on Sunday. It was a collage-frame with pictures of him and Ty to put on his desk as work and once he returns to school. He was excited about the Oakley's, but he loved the frame.

Carrie slaved away for hours on her project for Jake. She made a candy-graham that required two large poster boards, some 40+ candy, a lot of electrical tape and plenty of thought! It was very clever, and the LARGEST candy-graham I have ever seen or imagined in my life! It was fun watching Jake read the letter. One of my favorite lines went something like, "Through the ROCKY-ROADS and SOUR PATCHES, when life has thrown you WHOPPERS, you have taken it all in STRIDE" (gum). We are still picking away at the goodies.

Happy Father's Day, Dan. Like I said...I can't imagine sharing the sacred privilege of parenthood with anybody else but you.