I was sitting in primary during singing time three weeks ago. The kids were practicing their Father's Day songs and I just started bawling. Sheesh! I thought I was beyond that. But I guess you're never beyond it. I will always cherish the memories I have with/of my dad.
For our Father's Day celebration, we gathered as a family on Saturday. We enjoyed hoagie sandwiches and some swimming.
I just thought this was cute. Gray was telling Everett to clap, then Everett did. We were letting Mr. Ev show us all his "My Baby Can Read" moves.
We went and visited Dad's grave. Mom and Kendra put in a new, more patriotic flower arrangement. 
2 comments:
You weren't alone I went monday to put the flag on that we forgot, and just sat by his grave and had a good melt down, That's what happens when I go by myself.
I am pretty sure Logan didn't go there alone and put a flag on the headstone. Which leads me to believe the above comment was left by grandma and not Logan. Weird.
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