Our Daddy

Calvin and Jack usually refer to Dan as "our daddy" when talking about him to me. Likewise, they call Luke "our baby." I love that!  I am so thankful that both are "ours." I'm especially thankful for Dan as a daddy right now.

We celebrated Fathers Day by going to get some ice cream and taking it to a park nearby and giving Dan a new golf shirt. The celebration never seems extravagant enough to communicate how much I/we love him. I think he knows, though. =)

The boys also watched a little US Open with him...this scene lasted all of 5 minutes when they all got up from their naps.

Calvin was really watching the tournament, asking, "Where is the Duck?" He's not playing today, Buddy. "Why does he (Phil Mickelson) keep putting his hands up in the air (putting his own hands up)? They are just showing the same shot over and over. 

Jack enjoyed some finer dimensions of the game. "Oh! The ball is in the water!" Yes, his ball fell in the water. "Can his ball go in the water again?" We'll see, Buddy. "Oh! There's a orange guy!"

Luke just enjoyed being with Dan and reaching for Calvin's "quares" cereal.

These 5 days that Dan has been home with us have been such a treat!  I think this is the longest we've had together as a family since we moved to North Carolina.  The last couple days we've packed in lots of driveway baseball, a picnic dinner at the pool, Duke Gardens (and CookOut), of course, and lots of Downton Abbey in the evenings. We are all pretty tired, in a good way.

This morning we headed up to the Eno River with our traditional lunch burritos. We threw lots of (too big for my liking) rocks, and got really wet. We all love it there!