Happy Father's Day!

I hope every dad is having a good day today! James has to work tonight, but we've got to spend the rest of the day with him, so it's been nice. I got him a book shelf and a new journal for Father's Day. He's such an awesome Dad, and I know he deserves a lot more! Everyday I wish I could be more like him. He is such a good person, and works so hard for our family. We love you James, and hope you have a GREAT Father's Day!

So, we went camping this past weekend and it was a blast. I didn't get any pictures though, since I left my camera at my in-laws. We went up with a couple of friends, and the kids did pretty good actually! We've had a pretty busy weekend. We got home just in time to get to our Ward party last night, and then today, I had to do a musical number in Sacrament, AND lead the music. James was able to sit by the family today though, so it helped. I also took some little girl's to church and watched them during Sacrament meeting, since their Dad isn't a member, and their mom just had back surgery. It was a little hectic, but turned out okay.


I'm sad that I couldn't make it home for Father's Day, to see my dad. I hope he liked the present I made him. I haven't talked to him today yet. In case you were wondering, I made him a book of my "Top 50 Memories" of him, and put some pictures of us on it too. Here are a few of the memories I put in the book.

I remember when I was little, my dad would come and tuck me in at night. He use to sit on my bed and tell me stories. I don't remember any of the stories he would tell me, I only remember that he would be sitting on my legs, and I would be so miserable! For some odd reason, I didn't ask him to get off, (I think I thought maybe he would stop the story and leave or something,) and so, I would lay there quietly and listen to his bedtime story, while my legs fell fast asleep! I would tell him and my mom everynight, "Good night, I love you, See ya in the morning!" (Yes... always in that order!)



I remember when my dad baptized me. I remember he stood on top of my feet so they wouldn't float up. I was so scared we were going to have to do it twice!

I remember one year my dad gave me a present for Mother's Day. I told him I wasn't even a mom, but he said to my doll, Samantha, (American girl doll, remember them?) I was. My dad has always been so considerate. Even this year, when I was home for Easter, he sent me to the store to get myself an Easter dress! What a nice dad, huh?!

I remember my dad taking me and my brother's on bike rides when we were younger. We would each take turns riding in the little seat on the back of his bike. One time, in particular, I took my little yellow stuffed animal named "Chee-Chee" along for the ride. I remember I dropped it a few times, and my dad told me if I dropped it one more time, he wouldn't stop to get it. The next time I dropped it, he picked it up and I was so relieved.

My dad always told the funniest jokes, and said the funniest things. Not a lot of other people in my family thought the jokes were really very funny, except me. I guess you just have to have a more mature, and intelligent sense of humor like us! I remember my dad rough-housing with me and my brothers, and when one of us would get hurt he would say, "It's all fun and games until someone gets hurt. Then it's just fun."

I remember when I was engaged, my dad wanted us to dance to, "When tough little boys grow up to be dads, they turn into big babies again" at my wedding. Everytime he heard that song, especially the entire week before I got married, he would cry like a baby. (My wedding was a little rough on him! I am the only girl though!)

These were just a couple of the memories I put in my dad's book. I had so much fun putting all my memories down on paper. I hope he enjoys reading it as much as I enjoyed making it.

Happy Father's Day!!!