Monday, June 20, 2011
For Father's Day we set out Sunday afternoon for a barbeque at Dad's house in the tulies. He has a great house that he's redone himself, full of beautiful garden spaces, a trout pond, pathways, rushing creeks, chicken coops to explore and rocks piles to shift - in short, a kid paradise. Owen and Aidan ran around and around and around playing, yelling, golfing and begging for rides on the golf cart (and Grampa was only too happy to oblige, naturally).
I was happy to sit on the porch swing and listen to the neighbor's donkey Hee Haw Hee Haw at odd intervals.
As usual it was a bang-up time. Next time Dad throws a flank steak on the grill, I'm there.