Happy Pops Day!

(he is going to kill me when he sees that I posted this pic of him sleeping on a bus in Asia! But look at that face? Gotta love him!!)

Ah, Father's Day...I must admit that I was a bit of a poopy wife! I got up early with the kids and made cinnamon rolls from scratch, a few hours later Dave got up and had a shower, I gave him the gifts I'd gotten him (you know exciting stuff, the Book of Mormon on CD) THEN it was over! I was going to try to give him a relaxing Dad's day, but it so didn't turn out that way. At church Presidnet Uchdorf came to visit (his daughter is in our ward). We were on the second row, right in front of him. Preston was all over us at church, he is at the age where he cannot sit still. After the RM's talk was topping 25 mins Dave and I dozed off to quickly jerk awake to see Preston crawling onto the stand! (that was embarassing!) Then, the ice cream maker died mid-mix and we had to run get one from a neighbor. I complained to Dave that Father's Day needs to be on a Monday so that I can still have a break on the weekend. (I want you all to know I have since asked forgiveness for my rotten attitude!) And on that note, Happy Father's Day honey!