While it's certainly not quite up there with Holy Week, we've reached the conclusion of a special week for me -- if not for the entire civilized world. This evening we conclude a week of celebration encompassing my birthday, our wedding anniversary, and Father's Day. By tradition, Melissa and the kids celebrate my awesomeness and attractiveness in song and dance, as well as by watching the final round of the U.S. Open golf tournament with me. Thanks to the rain at Bethpage Black, our traditional festivities will continue tomorrow. Karsten and his cohorts in primary sang a couple of very nice father songs in sacrament meeting this morning. As far as the dancing, Karsten informed us yesterday that his new Sunday shoes permit him to tap dance -- which he frequently demonstrates with much gusto.Melissa prepared a delicious Father's Day dinner of strawberry crepes with fresh berries, along with a yummy trifle for dessert.
Karsten also presented me with a handwritten card.
Translation: "I [heart] U" "To: Bad" "Happy Fat" "Karsten"When I read the card aloud, 4-year old Karst let out a loud belly laugh -- which makes me wonder if his word choice was intentional.In any event, I too wish Happy Fat to all Bads!
Translation: "I [heart] U" "To: Bad" "Happy Fat" "Karsten"
3 comments:
This card Karsten made is great. You will have to keep it. Your dinner sounded yummy. I made the same thing for the kids last night minus the trifle. Sadie said "we are having dessert for dinner". We wish we could have spent the day cooking a great meal etc for Nathan but he is still in overcast San Diego working. He made himself some pasta stuff in the motel microwave this evening. He should get a good meal again on Friday.
I love those homemade cards, they are so sweet.
As for the dish Melissa made, impressive. Thought you said you couldn't cook! :)
Trav, remember that time you spray-painted your name on the side of Grandma's house? That's exactly what your handwriting looked like. Hide your spray paint cans.
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