Zach went in to get Beatrice up this morning. I heard a bit of their conversation through the monitor.
Daddy: "Good morning Beatrice"
Beatrice: "It's Father's Day?"
Daddy: (surprised) "Well, yes it is"
Beatrice: "Right now?"
Daddy: "Yes, right now is Father's Day."
Beatrice: "Happy Father's Day, Daddy"
Aww, so cute.
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To celebrate, we hosted a bunch of fathers for brunch. Here they are with their kids:
Jim also joined us for brunch. The minute Beatrice saw him at the door, she quickly ran and dumped out her puzzle map of the United States, grabbed Alaska, brought it to Jim, and screamed,
"Jim, you live in Alaska!" He does. He was quite impressed (so were we, actually). Colby also won best dressed honors today; yes, his t-shirt says what you think it says.
My favorite part of the day was after Beatrice's nap.
Zach & I got out the dollhouse Dada made for me years ago.
We filled it with Playmobil ("play-mo" as Beatrice calls it). It was like Christmas morning.
I love that Zach did all of this on Father's Day.
We also had a lovely dinner at Megan & Colby's new (empty) house. The adults toasted the new digs and the kids played in the backyard. I haven't seen Beatrice that dirty, or happy, in a long time.
The weekend was such a nice start to the summer.