EasyOver.

3:30 pm-Cian (Little C) wakes up from nap. 2 whole hours earlier than the usual Sunday, thanks to some technical difficulties at church.

4:30-Lil C screams through haircut.

Pre-cut

Post-cut

5:45-The Mr. leaves for the airport.

3 Handsomes. 3 shades of hair color. (1shade of pale) 3 haircuts.

Tearful goodbye for little B (especially).


5:50-Lil C scarfs down very, very overripe banana that was peeled for MUFFIN CONSUMPTION ONLY.

YUCK.

6:20-Delicious-to-be muffins placed in oven.
6:21-Lil B asks if mentioned muffins are done yet. "I'm S-T-A-R-V-I-N-G!" (dinner was served an hour earlier).

6:22-B watches timer intently, "How...about.... now?"

7 pm-Muffins FINALLY out and cooling (thank goodness).

7:15-Three or 4 Muffins consumed by B after brief distraction from the kids next door.

8pm-Start of bedtime.

8:45-Lil B tucked, hugged, kissed, and placed in bed. The Cs exit stage left.

8:47-(Happy) noises heard from B's bedroom.

8:49-Brycen sound asleep.
Easy. 

8:50-Bedtime Laps around house begin with Lil C.

8:51-Lil C demands muffin break after first lap.Consumed.



9pm-Lil C runs in circles (literally) while Big C does some potty business.

9:12-"Book!"



9:25-Lil C launches off Big C while she lays in bed. Laughter erupts. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat....Repeat.

9:45-Lil C eats whole bottle of mints from Big C's desk.

10 pm-Lil C asks for yet another book (29th of the day). The idea that this kid could probably sit through a reading of the encyclopedia before boredom, is thought.

10:12-It is finally dark enough outside for Lil C to not be distracted by muffintime, launchtime, or storytime.

10:18-Lil C and blankie nestled in Big C's arms.

Cian asleep.
Hard work. C's exhausted.

10:45-C can finally call and wish her Daddy,  a "HAPPY FATHER's DAY!".Thank you MDT.

11:15pm-C can finally post this:

Happy Father's Day, Bryceiffer! (a nick-I guess, long- name from our dating years)

I love him!
 (now the song from Les Mes is STUCK in my head.)

(Lil B's photo skills from our most recent Utah trip. Dry heat and my hair, oh, SO meant to be.)

Oh, and miss him....