- Swimming Dad
- Out on the town
- Beach Walking Dad – (with the good sister and mother)
- Running Dad
I often tell Carl I am not, “the good wife,” I am just the wife.
But today I had every intention of calling my father to wish him a HAPPY BIRTHDAY.
But I managed to get derailed. (Actually, I asked my son whether I should eat or work out. He said, “work out.” And by the time I was done working out my brain was mush and did not remember the other things I was supposed to do today. I did not give my son the proper set of choices, or I am sure he would have said, “Call grandad!”)
And now it is too late, for today anyway.
So – here are some pictures from this summer. My Dad – he spoils us!
(Really, running at 84? You go Dad)



