Abuelito's Birthday

The day after we got home from the beach is was DAD's birthday!  

My dad is honestly one of the most positive, funny, hardworking, generous, 

happy people I know. 

He looooves babies and kids and this probably just about the best time in his life that he has a grandson.  He is Dad to me and Abuelito to Henry.  

We gathered at our family's favorite breakfast place- Matt's Big Breakfast in Phoenix.  

Dad loves the eggs benedict which is a Thursday special which just happened to be his birthday! 

Let's just take a moment to zoom in on Henry's face.

HUNTER IS A DAD.

HUNTER IS A DAD.

To Hunter:

Happy Father's Day, babe. 

Your patience, expertise, attention and love for Henry astound me. 

You know exactly what to do.

You know exactly what he needs.

You are patient with every part of him. 

Henry will grow up happy, healthy and full of the Spirit because of you.

I love you!

-Natalie

 Hugging at the Gilbert Temple grounds:

Staring into each other's eyes playing "tongue tag".

Every night. EVERY night before bed Hunter and Henry cuddle and talk until Henry is sleepy.

Sometimes it's five minutes sometimes it's twenty or more. 

As I walk by Henry's dark room, I can hear Hunter talking and singing to him.

It is one of the most reverent and sacred times in our home.

Just some general cuddles:

A Very Long Tuesday

Last Tuesday was busy.  And stressful. And miraculous.

Hunter helped my dad at work at trimmed 50 or so palm trees and came home looking like this:

I think he looks soooo good looking.

Then we helped Todd (brother dearest) into his new apartment in Tempe.  Hunter had already been up since like 5 am but being the trooper he is, he happily moved Todd's bedroom furniture downstairs at my parents and THEN up THREE FLOORS to his new apartment.  Right when mom and I got home from moving Todd at 9pm, her phone rang and one of the scariest calls came in... Dad (who had been at a HOA meeting for work) had got in a roll over accident in his truck and was being air-vacced to Scottsdale Osborne Hospital!  Cry!  We raced over there with Hunter and Todd following close behind.  He was sent to Scottsdale bc they have a trauma unit..oh great.   But because of a beautiful miracle he looked like this when we finally saw him in the ER:

Hunter here trying to looked happy while going on five hours of sleep....  Todd giving me a sassy look. 

Dad had high spirits, but the hospital makes anyone crabby.  Mom is super.  

Dad was released that night with a concussion.  He has been throwing up and dizzy and super super sore for the last few days.  But we are all counting our blessings as he is safe and healthy!  

Mom went to the junk yard the next day to see if she could salvage anything from the truck... She was not ready for the sight she saw:

How was he released that night?  The mess of a truck doesn't match the bruise-less, cut-less dad that came home.  Tender mercies of the Lord!  I love my family.