The one who doesn’t like to be written about a whole lot on here.
But it was Father’s Day while we were gone. Father’s Day that signified TWENTY-TWO years of dad-hood in his book. And we were in a little camp with no internet so I missed the Father’s Day posting frenzy (which he couldn’t care less about), but I have to take a minute here to sing his praises.
We had to do our traditional dad pic. with each of the kids:
(Lucy was trying to act scared of a lion in that last one)
First Father’s Day of an in-law:
I don’t know what these two are talking about under this tree below…
…but when we were talking about our favorite memories of the whole two weeks around lunch on our last day, Lucy said that up there under that tree was one.
And also this one:
We closed out the day with dinner and games in our little camp in the middle of Kenya.
Yesterday we celebrated anniversary number TWENTY-FOUR. And what a way to celebrate.
We looked at each other during all that travel home, on the real-deal anniversary day and smiled big, knowing smiles. “We’re doing it, Harry.” (a quote from a movie we like to laugh about).