This last weekend was crazy with Brook's birthday hoopla, so by the time we got to Father's Day there was nothing left to give. My poor sweet husband was hoping for a wonderful dinner. No go. I made a nice steak dinner last night for Brook's birthday (she wanted Ryan to be there). Instead, he got some tamales from Costco heated up in the microwave with some chili. I get the bad spouse award. I'll have to make it up to him some other time.
The fact of the matter is, I adore my husband. He is a wonderful father. He really takes an interest in each child. He is always there to help me out with them. I am aware that not all men are this way. I got lucky with Paul. Happy Father's Day honey!
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