Father's Day Weekend...

Amazing...I just finished taking all my Father's Day pictures off my camera and I didn't take any of Claude & Papa on Father's Day. That officially makes me not the best pictoral historyographer (I just made up that word). But I did take several cuties of the mini-Marx's. Michael was in South Dakota refereeing (is that spelled correctly?) soccer games. We did eMail a few to his blackberry. Hayden and Bailey love to play on our bed. It is high off the ground and just seems to be a neat place to watch a show or build a bird nest out of pillows. In this picture my youngest grandmonsters are chirping away like little birds. Last night we moved the pillows to the living room and with the 8 sofa pillows and made a long nest. Claude's annual summer quest is to improve his status as a 'gentleman farmer' by growing a bumper crop of tomatoes. This weekend the first of the cherry tomatos ripened. There were four little red tomatoes and the mini-Marx's had the honor of picking the first of this year's cherished tomato crop. Bailey felt they worked best when carried in the bug catcher container.

Saturday we went to the park and ate Kentucky Fried (oops!) Grilled chicken. Papa joined us and we had a wonderful time playing all Brookings Park has to offer. I wish you could see Hayden and Papa's faces better. They are both laughing and having a great time. It was great fun to see how much growing the mini-Marx's have done since we went to a park with them last. They climb higher and do more than ever. Great fun to watch.

This morning as we were loading the Marx Mobile for the journey back to LaGrange, we spied a little turtle coming around the corner of the garage. We quickly hurried mini-Marx's over to check out this cute little turtle. They each petted it on the back. We had a big discussion about where a turtle would like best to live. Pa held it up so it's tummy could be looked at and it's legs touched. Then we placed the turtle treasure in the grass and watched it climb the hill on Area 11 in search of the stand of trees there and probably eventually to the creek.

Papa gave me a turtle for Christmas one year that walks across the room while singing. Andie looked at me as we watched this little turtle trooping up the hill and said, "Aren't you just waiting for it to sing 'Slow down, you move to fast, gotta made the moment last'?" Claude requested beef enchiladas for his Father's Day dinner. We made 2 big pans, had a nice salad and Mexican corn. Claude also requested an ice cream cake for dessert. I suggested an ice cream cake be our tradition for special days (we had one for Mother's Day this year also). Claude said yep, all special days meant every Sunday!!! Presents were opened by Claude and Papa. They each also got to take one of those great Sunday afternoon naps. Michael called and as Hayden walked through the living room to the breakfast room with the phone to his ear I heard him say, "You're the #1 dad!!" It was a very good Father's Day in Sadieville.