Father's Day 2009

Father's Day weekend was wonderful! Bo's been a DAD for 2 1/2 years and I'd say he has the job totally mastered. He's such an all-around great dad. He's fun-fun-fun, sweet, loving, compassionate, playful, helpful, and of course, knows how to lay down the law too! Landon's testing that job a little more these days.
After lounging by the pool for a few hours on Saturday, we took my parents to dinner to celebrate my dad's day. Dad and I even shared a margarita....it was my first ever! Quite tasty, I must say. My brother was in town too, so we had the whole crew. Matt ordered a Lynchburg Lemonade. I immediately looked up and thought, "Oh my goodness, what are you doing?!! You're not even 21!!" It only took a few seconds to realize my brother is 21 and perfectly legal. My, my, how did 21 years come and go? Anyway, dinner, dessert, and drinks were delightful. My dad, too, is a great dad....and a great "Danpa". He put up with a daughter whose teenager years were treacherous and emotions were a roller coaster. We made it through to the other side though, and now it's my turn to raise a child and experience the joys and challenges of parenthood. Kudos to my father for raising a daughter and still maintaining his sanity.
Sunday was our lake day. We truly love having our boat and spending time on the lake. And we're overjoyed to see that Landon has the same love for the lake and outdoors. We took Bo's parents to Cracker Barrel for dinner. I adore any time spent with Bo and his 2 brothers. The 3 of them always have us rolling with laughter. Plus, Bo's mom and dad have endless stories of their boys' childhood. Dinner with them is entertaining to say the least. Before we left Cracker Barrel, we bought Landon a package of Nik 'L Nips. Remember those? It's the wax bottle filled with fruit-flavored juice. Oh the power of nostalgia....I know I loved those things as a kid. Bo, Steven, Boonie and I all bit the top off of our bottles and sucked down the pure liquid sugar disguised with food coloring. Boonie and I looked at each other with crinkled faces and were like, "You've got to be kidding! These things are beyond disgusting!" Landon loved them though. I guess it's something you enjoy as a child, and the memories somehow convince you that this stuff is going to be great when you're 31 too. WRONG! Next time I get the hankering for some Big League Chew, candy cigarettes, or Wak-O-Wax Wax Lips, I'll just settle for the fond childhood memories.