Pre-Father's Day party

This has been sick week at our house, and I seem to be deteriorating instead of getting better. Not sure what I have, but there are several nasty viruses going around and my brother-in-law has been sick with some unknown virus for over 3 weeks. Hoping I don't have what he has. WH has insisted I stay in bed as much as possible, so he's been doing double duty with the kids. Poor guy. He has a great attitude about it, but I know it's a lot of work. He took them to the park today, and then took all three to the health food store and the fire station (trying to kill time and give me some quiet since my main symptom is a massive head/neck/earache). He also did several loads of laundry and put them out on the line.

Yesterday, when I was still in denial about being sick all week, and operating under the thought that if I act well, then I will get well, we planned a little pre-Father's Day celebration. Next Sunday we will be away for our anniversary so I thought an early special day was in order. WH worked second shift and was home all morning, so it was a great time (except that afterward I fell into bed and slept for several hours). Not exactly the day I was planning, but it was a good breakfast. The kids helped me make Moriah's famous 10-minute donuts, bacon, and a quick egg dish. WH had been asking for donuts for a long time, and since I am usually against anything fried before 5pm, it was a rare treat.

A while ago I ordered a tie from Land's End for $4.99 (now you know how cheap it was, honey), and we picked up some gum and M&M's, just so that each child could have something to give him. When I asked the kids if they wanted to wrap the presents, Coop said, "This is how you do it, Mom. You wrap it in a bag, like one of those bags under the sink from the grocery store. And then you hide it under your shirt and bring it out and say, 'Happy Father's Day.'" I died laughing, since that was, indeed, how they presented their Mother's Day gifts to me. Daddy wrapping, we call it. :)

This was an early-morning pj shot. I used to scoff at people who let their girls have "Pretty Princess" polyester nightgowns. Look how low I've sunk. Look at that lapful of children! (Cock your head...not sure why this picture is this way- weird Blogger thing.)