Usually, we spend Father’s Day weekend traveling to visit my dad in Tennessee and Joe’s dad on the other side of Atlanta. This year, the dads are visiting us. Neither of us realized we’d be missing Father’s Day until we were on our way home from the OB after I was put on bed rest. Of course, our families think that little Lucy’s health is more important than us visiting, so they decided to come to us. My parents are coming down Friday for a haystack dinner (fritos, beans, lettuce and other toppings…yum!) and to get my grandma, who...