I was searching through old photos when I realized I never posted about Father’s Day.
Dad started his special day with the high-fat, high cholesterol, once-a-year breakfast in bed.
Then we whisked him away to see Night at the Museum: Battle at the Smithsonian Imax version. Awesome!
We moseyed around The Avenue in the gorgeous weather,
popping in the dog store
to get a treat a treat for the fifth child we left at home.
When he’d thoroughly enjoyed his cup of Joe from Starbucks, we surprised him with a trip to Ridemakerz, where he made his own remote control car
so he can race the kids.
After a yummy grilled dinner, we all swam out back.
What a grand time for a great father. Happy Father’s Day, Chuck! Our childre are the most blessed in the world.
You can see it on their faces.