Nice Father's Day

Grandma and Grandpa Rich were with us for breakfast. Angie was in heaven because Playhouse Disney ran several episodes of Jojo's Circus in a row and she could play with her new Jojo car (Thanks to Grandma Pat) while watching. Then the Grandparents left and Angie could only be described as forlorn.

She wanted me to read from my "BBC America" book (that's just what she called the book I am currently reading). So I did. It went something like this: "la la la la la la la la. BBC America. La lala lala lala la la la. BBC America." She laughed and thought that was great.

We went to a park and her daddy tried to fly a small kite. It did a few neat tricks but the wind wasn't steady enough for proper kite flying. Then we walked to the river and Daddy showed off how well Angie plays near the river. He found stones for her to toss in the water as she sat on a large rock at the shallow part of the river. My favorite part was Angie doing sound effects as she tossed the rocks: "Gawomp. Gawomp. Gawomp."

Nice steak dinner tonight on the charcoal grill followed by a walk to a local elementary school playground. Angie ran the bases on the ball diamond and climbed on the playground equipment. We returned home, watered plants then went inside to have ice cream and birthday cake.

As I type this, Chas is reading "Where the Wild Things Are." Angie is convinced that Wild Things say things like "Wubba wubba woo" and so our readings of this book are peppered with Angie interjecting "wubba wubba woo" enthusiastically.

Just a nice day.

Her Daddy seems pleased.