We were at the lake to begin Father's day. It was miserable and raining. The people are always the best part and we were lucky to be in the presence of my parents, brother and sister. There was a bright-eyed three year old missing, but such is our life.
Yesterday morning I had a brilliant idea to stand on the deck and take some photos. Overcast is great for taking photos and I can't remember if I even have a photo of just my dad and I. Happy Father's Day, Dad! I also thought it would be great to get a bunch of group shots as well. Needless to say, I forgot. I am counting on my mom, sister, and sister-in-law to help me remember for the July long. The men are useless in that department :-)
Below: Calder and Hugh reading Boone his nap time story.
I'm the best wife ever. Happy Father's Day, Hugh.
p.s. This isn't Boone's first time ingesting poop. Read THIS for a little reminder of the last time.