Father's Day Fun

We had a fabulous Father's Day celebrated in a variety of ways. We began with the early morning, but much anticipated, arrival of Oma. She's not a dad, but Luke didn't seem to care. He whole-heartedly wished her a Happy Father's Day anyway.

Daddy was awakened with the same heart-felt wish from happy toddler Luke. When I asked Daddy if he would like pancakes for breakfast, Luke answered with a cheery, "Yep." Obviously Luke had the inside track.

We worshiped at a new service for us, beginning at 10:30 am. Luke did well in Kidzone despite a new location and a new time. We were thrilled. We made our change in service in anticipation of our return to music ministry sometime after Sprout's birth. More to come on that front later.

Upon spending five minutes in the car, Luke entered a coma that saw him safely to his crib. Grandma arrived via car to prepare spinach souffle, and Grandpa arrived via bike being a complete stud. We enjoyed a mellow afternoon together filled with insanely good food. Grandpa and Daddy put the finishing touch on the paint job in Sprout's room by installing new, pristine white electric outlets and light switch. It's such a pretty room now. It only needs the right furniture and a baby!In case you can't tell, the walls are a very pale green now.



The afternoon brought a short nap followed by "dress up" time. Luke decided it was about time he wore both his bear hat and his duck slippers at the same time. I naturally decided that a picture needed to be taken. Unfortunately when we ask Luke to smile, he makes this face instead. I was laughing so hard, I'm surprised the camera wasn't shaking. That's pretty much all I have to say about that.



As we returned home from a short evening walk, Luke saw Oma kindly sweeping our front sidewalk. His comment was, "Oma brooming." It didn't matter how many times we said, "Oma is sweeping." Luke knows it's a broom and therefore must be used for brooming. Who can argue with his logic?