This past weekend was Father’s Day and I am happy to report that we honestly celebrated every single amazing father on both sides of our families.
We basically went with the same set-up as Mother’s Day– my Grandparent’s house on Saturday evening, Dominic’s parent’s house on Sunday morning, and then just the three of us on Sunday evening.
We seriously had awesome weather the whole weekend. It was supposed to rain and it never did! We had a cookout at my Grandparent’s house and were able to celebrate my grandfather, my father, my husband, and my godfather. Unfortunately I forgot my memory card for my camera on Saturday so I didn’t take any pictures. Except for one, actually. Of my daughter……naturally. She had her first ice cream truck popsicle of the season, and I obviously had to document it.
I honestly wish I would’ve been able to take more pictures because we had such a good time. We spent the majority of our time there outside, laughing our butts off. My family is so loud and crazy, and I am just so, so thankful for them.
Sunday morning Olivia and I woke up early and Olivia jumped on Dominic screaming, “Wake up, Dada! Wake up!!!!” And when he finally did, she handed him the box with his gift inside– a tie. She was so proud of that thing, and it was the easiest craft ever. I bought a white silk tie and some permanent markers last week and let her go to town. She kept telling both me and my dad, “this is for Dada.” It came out so cute and when he opened it he was so surprised! He loved it so much.
Then we made our way downstairs to wish my dad a happy Father’s Day. I was gonna cook breakfast for both my dad (he’s still with us!) and Dominic but they really wanted breakfast from this one place about five minutes from us so I just ordered it over the phone and picked it up.
My sister came over and we gave our dad his gifts. (That man is truly spoiled.) And while he was sitting there with my sister, we all got ready to head over to my in-laws’s.
At my in-law’s, we celebrated my husband again, my father in law, and both my grandfather’s in-law. We had another cookout and again, just truly enjoyed each other’s company…..and also the beautiful weather! :)
We were there for a few hours, and then left to go have some time just the three of us. Olivia fell asleep in the car and I told Dominic that we could just wake her up, but he insisted on letting her sleep so we drove around and looked at houses. Not sure if I’ve mentioned this before but driving around looking at houses (and wasting gas, obviously) is one of our favorite things to do. We drive around and say what we really love and don’t love about different houses and basically just conjure up some dream house of our own.
Once Olivia was finally awake, we decided to go to the mall so Dominic could buy himself something (one of our gifts to himself), we got there at 5:45pm, walked into a BABY store where Olivia scored a whole new outfit and then we realized that everyone was cleaning…I said to the cashier, “What time does the mall close today?” “6pm.”
We walked out as quick as we walked in. Instead of continuing to waste gas, we decided to pick up some ice cream and head home. We spent the remainder of the evening outside, throwing around a ball and it was perfect.
I am so happy that there is a holiday out there that celebrates dads. They really do deserve to be celebrated, especially the ones in my life. Each and every one of them is so, so special.
But the most special of all? Olivia’s Dada. Everyday he works so hard and busts his butt for us. Even after a seriously long day, he still manages to come home with a huge smile on his face and runs around the yard with our girl. He is truly the light of her life, and I am so grateful for the love they have for each other. I imagine what their relationship will grow into and I have absolutely no worries that it will be something so beautiful.
And that, is definitely worth celebrating.