So how did the Father's Days go?
Hubby worked nearly a double shift and didn't get home until it was very light outside. And he doesn't work night shift. SO the muffins in bed didn't happen. He stopped at the convenience store and got some stuff for us. Ana was already in her waking up for the morning (nurse every 10-20 min till she gets up around 7), so when she heard me talking to him, she woke up and joined the party. She loves her Daddy! I did put purple foot prints on her cards to him, we gave him the Daddy's Girl one and a 3 lb bag of gummy worms.... He's right, that's as much for me as it is for him. He liked those, and the kisses and snuggles. We put the other card in his lunch, so I don't know what he thought of it yet. It turned out really cute though! Oh, he also got himself a container of some kind of black powder for his muzzle loader while we were in town the other day. That's his gift too, more or less. He got the same thing for his Dad for FD too since he's decided muzzle loader season is probably the best time to hunt deer around here. My Dad, well, I didn't get him anything. I was going to go in with Mom on a white noise machine (Ana and I continue a line from him of VERY light sleepers who get really grouchy when awakened) but she never did get time to finish figuring it out. I'll either send her money for that or maybe buy him a Lamplighter Publishing book. They are SO GOOD if you like good old books with good solid character lessons. I want them ALL!!!!
Soooo, back on topic, after breakfast snuggling with Ana on the couch, he showered and went to bed until it was time to stagger out and get ready for the family gathering/bbq. Then after a short drop in there, he went to work. Poor babe! I wish it was a better day for him, but he said he's feeling okay so far and will be home directly. Unless something else goes wrong. I ended up staying next door visiting until Ana had enough family time. We came back and I was HOPING she would go right to sleep. She didn't, it was about an hour and a half before she wound down enough, but she's sleeping pretty well since then. Now, as my Dear old Dad says, "I'm a fixin." (Let me translate that Appalachian Speak, "I'm getting ready to go to bed now." )