There is something about parties in this house. We don't do them especially well but we ALWAYS celebrate. And we are loud. I am excited for the years of graduations, sweet 16's, baby showers and mission farewells that light up our house.
This celebration was right up our alley.
Super awesome paper and plastic decor, homemade presents and 5 kids to crowd around as their father opens his gifts.
Finally got him that book "All About Himalayan Cats" that he's been wanting.
We just love Himalayan cats.
It was written before he was born but the content is still very interesting!
Olivia drew a picture of him.
The similarities are astounding!
The one thing I don't see...the eyebrows. Those aren't close at all.
His "love you to pieces" tie from Eden.
It's official. He did it. He finally won the trophy.
World's Best Father
Started the footprints tie back in 2005 with 2 footprints. Never expected to run out of space. We had to get a little creative to fit the last two this year.
With 4 of his 5 children on his lap, he was given his main gift. A portrait of his posterity.
Then came the really good stuff.
For our anniversary 2 weeks prior, I took him to a little gem of a sandwich shop in Pioneer Square called Delicatus. I have blogged about this place before but it was his first time trying the Chief Stealthy Bomber. He had 1 bite. One single bite and his eyes got huge, he stopped chewing and he looked at me in disbelief. "That is amazing!" I would not share another bite with him. My sandwich, mine!!
So, as Father's Day approached, I knew what I had to do.
I was so excited to replicate this sandwich in all it's simplicity.
Crusty Italian Roll
Shaved Roast Beef (that I made in the crockpot the day before)
Mozzerella Cheese
Caramelized Onions
and the secret weapon...
all dipped in a Au Jus.
I was impressed with my knock off.
He seemed less excited than I had anticipated but I know he loves my cooking so I am not worried.
This was more the reaction I was looking for. She dug it.
Topped off with Pinterest supplying the recipe for Salted Pretzel Caramel Brownies.
Which I was not impressed with even after making my own homemade caramel.
It just fell flat on flavor. The pretzels got chewy, but not a good way and the chocolate lacked richness. I won't make them again. In fact, I threw the last 1/3 of leftovers over the back fence since it was a waste of my calories.
Hazel offered up the final gift of the day with a nap.
He is the king of our home and deserves to be treated as such.
Thank you Rob for choosing to be a real award winning father.
We are all really lucky.
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