The boys building sandcastles and kicking dirt around!
From the sandbox to the sprinklers and hose. On a day when it was supposed to be 110 it's about the only relief we could find!
Carlos considered leaving town on a road trip on his motorcycle to the mountains. But, decided he'd stay close to home. We're glad he did.
I made reservations for Flemming's steak house and thought that might be a yummy meal without any work. But, in the 11th hour Carlos put in a special request for my Pan-Seared Pork with Spicy Citrus Sauce.
How could I say no? And as a special treat...Landon happily watched a movie while Carlos and I enjoyed an adult dinner and a meal so good, I know Carlos was tempted to lick his plate!
But, also part of that dinner included a trip recalling memories of our fathers. Carlos remembers his father bringing home his first little motorcycle when he was about 7 years old. He says he saw him carry it up two flights of stairs. I remember sitting by the stereo on Saturday afternoons listening to records for hours! Linda Ronstadt, Barry Manilow, Willy Nelson and Kenny Rogers! Ha! And I remember he rarely if ever missed a softball game. Sweet time. Times we still remember decades later! Happy Father's Day!
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