Brock is just the greatest dad. He was made for this job. There really is no one better, and though I try to tell him, I definitely don't tell him enough. He's that dad who comes in the door from work, and is immediately playing with the kids before he can even change out of his work clothes. He never turns them down for TV, or relaxing, or anything else. He plays with them until bed time, and even then he is the one who does the bed time routing. Getting jammies, reading stories, saying prayers, and then he lies with Leila until she (and he usually) falls asleep. He is just so good. The kids and I are beyond lucky to have him.
Grandpa Sanders had a couple of cards and presents to open. We're so glad we still get to celebrate with him.
Then Grandpa got to open some cards and presents too.
Then it was granny's turn. I had seen an idea where you put a book together with as many letters and people would write and thought that would be such a fun thing to do for my mom. So a couple of months before this, I sent out a mass email to all of her friends and family and asked for them to write a letter to my mom for her big 6-0. Emails started rolling in, and by the time we celebrated, we had a binder full of letters. I am so glad it was such a success, and judging by the face that she was crying just seeing the names of people who had written, I think she liked it. I especially loved the letter from my dad, so I asked her to read it aloud to everyone there. She couldn't get through it, so Julia had to finish. It was so beautiful. Such a fun-filled day of celebration!
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