Remember how a long time ago there was this day when children all over the land got together to revel in the joy and goodness that is their fathers and husbands? Remember how people wrote poems, made videos, created posts of gratitude and delight? Remember? I know it was so long ago but for the sake of putting it out there(finally) Dad and Dave you are swell. Not just in the regular swell-type way, either. No, swell as in the out-of-this-world variety and I love you both. So without further ado...........
Father's Day!






It was your standard Father's day affair. Dinner at my mom's house, the boys trying to use a magnifying glass to burn bugs(luckily they are both inept at the bug torture) Milly eating her weight in watermelon(those were some fun diapers for a day or two), Me only getting one picture of my dad that is basically his bum and bald head(both very impressive), my sweet husband doing all the father duties to the best of his ability, and of course what is father's day without Matt trying to fashion a zip line for the boys in the backyard. And yes that is Matt. I know, I know, Taliban member and Cat Stevens, look-alike. Love those fathers in my life, for reals.
On a side note, today was the first day of school for the boys. Max is in first and Henry is in third. I was so ready for them to be back in school, or so I thought. I took them to school and Henry informed me he did not need or want me to walk him to his class. So as I was pulling the dagger from my heart Max told me he wanted me to walk him to his class. I held his hand as we talked about him eating lunch at school(seriously the thing his most excited about) and we walked to his class. With a quick hug and "bye, mom" he was off to his desk. As I peaked in to make sure he found his place, there was my little man sitting all straight and tall(just like a first grader) and I got all teary. I miss them when they are at school. They can drive me batty when they are home but school is long. I worry about them and all the outside influences. They are growing up and there is nothing I can do to stop it. boo hoo.
But, I do get to spend all day with this little firecracker!
5 comments:
Seriously Milly's blue eyes are so amazing! They blow my mind.
It is hard to see kids grow up. My sister, Diana, has boys just your age and a boy Milly's age. Her oldest is going to 3rd and her middle to 1st. I didn't realize you two had so much in common until I read your post. I'm still trying to convince this sister to join the blogging world.
Anyway, glad your Father's Day was a good one and most of all just so glad you're back to blogging! :)
-melissa
I was so glad to see the new post, who cares if it was from fathers day! We really need to get together with you guys soon, we miss you! At least you got back togeher with the blog so I can at least see what you are up to!
Oh Marnae, I just love it. You're super funny. You need to write a humor column. I get to spend all day with this little firecracker! What a laugh. The mention of your Cat Stevens brother fashioning a zip line is too funny.
Looks fun!
Your blog rocks!
Marnacious! I laugh so hard at your funny descriptions. You are so much fun! Keep up the good bloggies! ~signed "a bad blogger"
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