With my own dad working out of town and Jerry still not here (but just two weeks to go), we spent fathers day with Jerry's dad...Big Jerry or papa, depending on who you are. I'm so grateful to be able to have all these men in my life. We went to tokyo wako for a little brunch. If you consider 19 of us little. I really love teppan and since we have a Tokyo Wako nearby we like to go there for occasions. Ardo tho he hasn't really been a fan. Whenever they have the show of the bright fire, he would always cry. However this time was different. He actually enjoyed it, for the most part. He still wasn't too keen on the big fire, but when the chef started cooking he was so excited! He kept yelling rice over and over again. We had a really nice day.
We decided since Jerry is coming home in two weeks, we'll celebrate fathers day all over again with him. I have a little day planned out for us. I also realized that I seem to have a problem gushing about Jerry via instagram. I read so many posts with woman writing the sweetest things about their husbands or boyfriends, and trust me I tried. I started to write, and I would reread it, and it just wasn't me. Something about it just didn't feel like me. So I opted for this instead ::