On Sunday, we were getting ready for church-or attempting to get ready with a miserable little boy. Then his daddy had some inspiration that his grouchy little buddy needed some serious daddy time. I was very relieved because I wasn't sure what to do with him. Nobody deserved to have him in their class in primary.
So Stella and I went to nursery
And daddy and Charlie went to the mountains
They ate lots of snacks, rode bikes, hiked, played in the stream and caught a bag full of butterflies. I've never seen bigger smiles on any faces than these boys were sporting when they burst into the house that afternoon. It was exactly what they needed. I got a text from cam that said, "best day ever!" And it really was.




That's so sweet--I love daddy-son time!
ReplyDelete