I love it when you call me big poppa!
This is a phrase we say often in my household...and no not what you may thing. My father is a pretty burly guy and my older sis and I found this song lyric suitable for him. So she, in true Ash fashion, made him a grilling apron with these exact words on it for Father's Day. My son picked him out some Beef Jerky ( he loves the stuff) and I gave him some great photos of my children and his children as well (namely...ME).
But another great memory we made this Fathers Day was wishing my love, Scott, a Happy Father's day from his 4 children and I! We let him sleep in while we prepared a wonderful morning meal for him. We made Almond Pecan Buckwheat pancakes, fresh watermelon & turkey bacon. He is a true breakfast lover so we felt this was a fitting "gift" for him.
The children could not wait to go wake him up with the tray of breakfast as they constantly asked, "can we go wake daddy up yet?". Here is is enjoying (or being bombarded) his breakfast in bed (accompanied by 3 others who continued to ask him for "bites" of everything).
But even better...after breakfast was done and I had made near 20 pancakes we were able to get out the door to a great worship service only a couple of minutes past due! I call that a miracle!
So I know it's late, but Happy Father's Day again to all of you "daddy's" out there! And to the love of my life...Happy Father's Day again!