We spent a good portion of the day in our backyard and in the pool.
The Little Nies stayed in swimsuits almost all day.
Around 9:30, when the sun finally sunk behind the mountains,
we wandered into the kitchen hungry.
We cut up honeydew, made nachos, and drank lemonade--
It was one of those kinds of nights. Is this summer or what?!
As I cleaned up my house before bed, I listened to my children talk to each other.
They are best friends. They choose to be with each other,
laugh with each other, and they support each other. I wouldn't have it another way.
And they are how I know we will be OK when we move because as long
as we have each other, we can do anything.
|me and Dad, 2000|
This weekend I will celebrate my own father and the father of my children.
Happy Father's Day to the men in our lives!
Spiritual Enlightenment: Earthly Father, Heavenly Father