Father's Day starts a week of celebration for our family: celebrate the papa, celebrate Eliza, celebrate the Solstice and wrap it up with a celebration of our wedding anniversary. Huzzah!
This year we are spending the week in pieces - the girls are taking turns at farm camp out at Turtle Hill Farm, and will reunite for Eliza's birthday. Eleven. Holy wah.
One of the things I love about Dan is how playful he is. I think he sometimes wonders if he lost some of that in the mire of graduate school, but I'm here to tell you, the Play is intact. Play might be one of his superpowers.
|(This photo makes me think of Marsha Brady "my nose!" Eliza was fine.)|
Last night as I was snuggling Ani at bedtime, she told me how much she was loving Papa. I asked her to tell me about it, and she said, I just love him. I adore him. I am bigtime crushing on him, Mama. I think you did the right thing, marrying that guy.
HA! So do I, Ani.
Happy Father's Day, Dan!! We are loving you bigtime!