Father's Day

A very happy Father's Day to all the dads, including mine, who taught me to love books and travel and languages. And to make do. And whom I am more like every day when it comes to being a pack rat for things other people (the sane ones) would throw away.

Special applause here to Paul, who is a wonderful dad to our children. He listens to them and has long discussions on even controversial things (instead of just laying down the law). He is proud of his daughters and they know he loves them and thinks they are beautiful, setting a very high standard for any future men in their lives (and those young men will have to pass the interview with Dad before they take those daughters anywhere--diabolical chuckle). He teaches his sons to work and enjoy it. He provides for us financially and gives generously. Most of all he loves our kids' mom which is not always an easy task. Paul, we all love you.

Paul also makes things happen, like all of us going camping at the coast for two nights this week. Amy put it very well here.

Quote of the Day:
"Pigga* is kind of like Dad. He has these long drooping eyebrow hairs."
--Emily, who loves her dad but she can. not. stand. those long Smucker eyebrows
*the cat