So I'm a day late (and probably a dollar short, I'm not sure I haven't looked at our checking account lately) but I was busy over the weekend. The girls came home (2 days early) and I was in Utah running the Wasatch Back. And I pretty much missed Father's Day. I got home at 7:30 last night and Colby had made the girls dinner, cleaned up, and started the dishwasher. They were watching Extreme Makeover Home Edition. Had it been Mother's Day, he never would have lived it down, but he hasn't said a word (maybe that's not a good thing). He's a great dad. As I get teary just sitting down writing this, knowing he will never see/read it, he's amazing. He's a hard worker and does it all for the girls and me. He doesn't (usually) complain about anything and does what needs to be done. He loves the kids and probably missed them as much as I did while they were gone. I don't give him enough credit for having emotions about anything, but ...
Mackenzie had her ballet recital on Saturday night. She knew the dance the best of anyone in her class. Lots of them even watched her the whole time! She was so excited for the dress rehearsal and show that she got up early (before I had to go to work) so I could do her makeup and hair. Then stayed in it all day long. This was her ballet teacher's last hoorah before taking a few years off--she has a very young family that needs more of her time. We'll sure miss her next year. Madison took her friend, Ella with her. Ella lives across the street and "Madis-Ella" as the principal calls them do lots of stuff together. They love to hang out with each other and hardly ever have spats. Kenzie did great and was so excited that Grammy and Granddad got to come and see her. And Colby even got to stay the whole time without any calls or anything. We love it when that happens.