Father's Day

We usually don't make to big of a fuss for Father's day but we have found the joy of musical greeting cards. So with our tradition of cinnamon rolls on Sunday, James got breakfast in bed. I think this may have happened one other time. He opened his gifts. The little two are always getting bumps and scraps and "needing" a bandaid so there are never any in the house when you want one. James need a few the other day, do I need to explain more. So they got a card that read "For the father that likes to work with his hands", with a bandaid on the inside. It also came with two boxes of bandaids.