Wow I am a horrible wife. I really am. I got my dh a book to read to E, and E's handprints in a frame (which I will probably re-do because I don't like the way they turned out) and that was it for Father's Day. I suck. But hey, he got to pick where he wanted to eat tonite, so off to Hooters we went (seriously). E LOVED it there. I can't stand it, but dh wanted wings so I agreed to go.

I guess he wasn't totally neglected for Father's day though, we finally managed to squeeze in some bd. I am not totally sure my chart is right, and I am not thinking I o'd at all but it's not a big deal. We weren't trying this month, we didn't really want another March baby (but of course I would take whatever I get and whenever I get it). Basically this cycle was to let things get back to normal.

I wish Caleb had been here today. I wish he is here EVERY day, but holidays always make it more intense. Makes me very aware of what's missing. We were so robbed not having both of our boys here on earth with us. What the hell did we do to deserve this?