Happy Father's Day to all the Daddys, Daddys-to-be, and Trying-to-Become-a-Daddy Daddys!
And a special Happy Father's Day to one of my favorite Daddys, my Daddy-Ben:

I love you Dear One. I couldn't imagine taking this journey with anyone but you - you love me, you love our kids, and best of all, you love our Lord. You. are. AMAZING! And you are such a fabulous Daddy to our kids.
And, to my other favorite Daddy, my Daddy-Man:
Happy {30th} Father's Day, Daddy-Man! I love you! Hope you are enjoying Europe and that the girls bought you a pint for us! ;)
{I really wanted to post the one of you holding me while I was holding BB when she had just come home from the hospital, but I couldn't find it don't have a copy. And Ben and I both liked your big grin in this one.}***
This morning, we loaded our Sequoia back up and headed out to Shelly and Jeff's for a little more family time before we headed back home to Texas. We spent the morning and part of the afternoon out on the farm and then went out to eat with just the immediate family
{minus Marian and Sylas} before starting the drive back home. Here's
a few of the photos+words:
Marian and Sylas were enjoying their breakfast up on the hay bales and Noah, who couldn't be left out, joined them with help from Daddy.
But only to sit. Not to eat. {A recurring theme over the weekend.}
In another recurring theme for the weekend, Ellie ate his biscuit instead.
Out of his hat.
I ♥ these little stinkers.
Colorado is really pretty... during the summer! ;)
Poppa has been looking forward to taking Noah on the four-wheeler since he found out that we were coming. Noah was pretty excited about the "moto-sicle".
And willingly wore the helmet. {He probably knew that Mommy wouldn't let him go if he didn't.}
Carol said she wasn't worried about Noah... she wanted to know how I was. Umm, yep. My heart was beating a little faster. {Okay, A LOT faster.}
I sidetracked myself for a moment by giggling at my classy little niece... that's a piece of cake and a bag of brisket.Oh, but wait. There goes my heart again.
As they were coming back up the road, all I could hear {over my heart that was slowing back down} was "Whooo!", "Ya-hoo!", and "Whee!" from Noah. Thanks Poppa Haze- I know he loved it!
Thanks for all the fun and we're so glad we got to see ya'll and celebrate with you!