I had the best time with them yesterday making things special. I may have made the breakfast-for-lunch stack of pancakes for Bobby when came through the door after church, but my girls put cards, art, a musical program together, and spent lots of extra time in his lap--combing his hair, telling him stories, and just staying next to him all day long--pretty much on their own.
He wore a single golden marigold (from the garden) boutonniere that proudly distinguished him from the other suited dads at church. And that's exactly what we wanted of this particular day for him: for it to be a little different, a little special, and very memorable for a man who is the humor, the fun, the patience, and the optimist to five children who adore him.
the sleepy time gal