Father's Day weekend

Life has been busy lately. I've mentioned before, we are nightime homebodies by nature. The kids and I like to go go go during the day, but come 5pm, we like to be home, eating, cleaning up and sitting on our laurels. Not saying this is good that we have this happen, just that we have it. So joining a busy church, putting 2 kids in t-ball, and becoming more active in MOPS and other community groups, we have been learning a new game of juggling. We are still less busy than 50% of the world, but its new to us, and everything new takes time and flexibility.

The boys have become total Daddy's boys. Especially Max. Rob started a men's group at our church in January, and for the first part of the year, the church also had stuff for me and the kids to do as well, so we still saw him on Wednesday nights. But, when ball season started, the groups for women and children took the late spring and summer off, while Rob's group continued. With Tuesdays and Thursdays being t-ball nights (back to back games and then immediately home for bedtime routine and bed), and Wednesday nights with Rob at church and us at home, the boys have been craving some major Daddy time.

Rylan has been telling his dad that he wanted to take him to the Splash Pad for a couple of weeks. So, we got up Saturday morning and went to a new (to us) breakfast place called The Root. It was fabulous. Everything is farm fresh and local. I had biscuits and gravy and eggs, Rob had a sausage biscuit (and shared my biscuits and gravy, because, wow) and the kids had raspberry and blueberry pancakes. Everything was fabulous. Homemade jelly, local honey, you just wanted to drink the maple syrup. 

This kind of began a downward spiral of eating.

We spent a couple of hours at the splash pad and the kids ran and climbed and splashed and ran some more. And then declared that they needed ice cream. It just so happens that across the street from The Root is Loblolly Creamery and...........yeah. That happened. We had ice cream for lunch. I love Loblolly. They are very allergen aware and always have at least two options for the boys. And their options are freakin amazing. Rylan had coconut chocolate chip and Max had blueberry sorbet. Its hard to pick a flavor. They are all so damn good. I might have picked two flavors. Rob MIGHT have had a brownie sundae. Calories don't count on Father's Day weekend. Or something like that.

You'd think that would be a pretty awesome, full Saturday. But, no. We went home and rested for a few minutes and then headed to Conway for a birthday party at a bounce place.

My kids have a hard life. We should probably have a telethon for them with Sara MacLaughlin playing a super sad song.

Renee is our neighbor across the street. She is a huge part of our life. We take care of each other's houses and dogs, she babysits our kids, we trade coupons, and we drive to Conway for her grandson's third birthday. We had a great time. And we ate Chick Fil A chicken nuggets.  Yeah......so.............

We had a gift certificate for Whole Hog BBQ that had to be used at the Conway location, and we aren't in Conway a lot, so, you guessed it. We had, like, our 5th meal of the day. And then went home and passed out in a fatty haze.

Sunday was a lot more chill. We went to church, swam in the pool, ate grilled steaks and sat by a campfire and roasted marshmallows. Every since Rob's first Father's Day, I make a cake for him every year. Change it up every year. First year was Brownie Mosaic Cheesecake, next was Coconut Cream Pie, next was Carrot Cake, next was a Cookie cake, and this year it was Hummingbird Cake.

  I think Rob had a great weekend and the boys got a lot of time with their Dadio. I ate approximately 72,000 calories and its been actually nice to eat a boatload of fruits and veggies yesterday and today.