Sunday was my dad's birthday and I guess last year started what might be a tradition of trying to do something special in honor of him. This year, I took my girls downtown to the Natural History museum to look at all the "Papa rocks". What a perfect way to think of him. I can't remember a time in my life that our home didn't have all kinds of rocks on display. He loved geology, he loved learning and teaching and he adored his family. So, we learned (about plenty more than just rocks!), took in some beautiful sights of rocks, and spent the day with eachother. Evi loved it and well, Jamie tolerated it :).
The Art of Manliness (Father’s Day Edition)
5 days ago