a little more free time

first happy father's day to all you dads. yes i'm late, but at least i'm saying it. i've decided i really hate father's day. i'm not a fan of doing everything myself. i know it's just what most other women do on their own every day, but i have been truely spoiled by cory. who still straightened the house while i put wil down for a nap before church. my day started at 6:30 when all three of our kids climbed into bed with us. so i thought i would just go throw dinner in the crock pot (because i was having 12 people to dinner, a very smart thing when you are 11 days from your due date), and go back to bed. cory had told me not to worry about making him breakfast, because we were going to the rose garden at 9:30. however when i opened the fridge there was the bacon he had purchased during his midnight safeway run the night before. yeah right he didn't want me to make him breakfast. so i started the corn beef and carrots for dinner, then on to peeling potatoes for the hashbrowns. pancakes, yucky bacon which i have never made in my house (and will never again except for next father's day), oj and eggs. what a freaking mess. i had grease splattered from here to china. but cory was very happy. what was completely monumental for me was an every sat. and sun. thing for him growing up. then the clean up which took as long as the cooking and the getting the kids ready (so we could prove to mom, again, that we could beat her) and off to the gardens. that was awsome except for wil's little mishap. home again, lunch, nap, prepare sharing time, cory's lesson and back out the door 30 minutes early, so i could meet with the 1st couselor and get released from my favorite calling ever!!! i am so sad. i was in the primary presidency and loved every second of it. only a few tears during church, but when i came home and explained to jack and ben that i would not be with them in the "big room" any more the flood gates opened. they both cried for about 10 mins, settled down, then repeated.

dinner was a mess the kid's were running like wild animal's in and out of the house and i wanted to kill them, but thankfully i didn't. no dinner was actually really good, whick is the only thing that kept me sane. the kids were just crazy because there are 5 of them. 6, two 4, and two 2 year olds.

i hope you all had a fun day with your husbands and dads, poor little lyd all by herself. i love you guys................me