The girls had lots of fun with their uncle. The built an epic blanket fort, met some friends with dogs, went to McDonald's, and then they were brought to Grandma and Grandpa's to swim and celebrate Grandpa's Birthday.
When I got home I wrote the following on Facebook:
Happy birthday to my Daddy. Lucky 77 today. So many of my memories growing up are of Dad in the kitchen. We were awful doing our chores. It was pretty much a guarantee that if you left the dishes long enough Dad would do them. He always cleaned up the kitchen, every night. He always helped around the house, and usually with a smile while singing to himself. He's always been a happy guy. I love you Dad!


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