Father's Day was one for the books this year, but not in the traditional sense. I had been sick the week before and was coming off a cold, so I wasn't much in planning mode. Here's how the day went down: Kevin slept in (probably his highlight!) Abigail insisted on cake for breakfast (we kept talking about Dada Day, so she figured any good celebration should include cake), so at her request, we served her cake (a muffin), put a candle in it, and sang her Happy Birthday. Kevin vacuumed the living room I was exhausted, so Kev brought the kids to the YMCA while I stayed home and napped Kevin made lunch while I hung with the kiddos (See, not traditional Father's Day fun...) When they got back, we hung out for a bit before heading to Mamie and Papa's to spend the afternoon with them. Mamie made delicious brats for dinner and strawberry pie for dessert, but right around 5 o'clock I started feeling sick...and it got worse. By the time we left, I was ...