Happy Fathers Day to all the fathers out there. It’s so weird to think back to the time when we were out changing pipes. 3 times a day Dad would have to round us up from all over Young Ward, that was a job in itself. It would have been so easy just to have hired someone but dad knew that what we would get from it was more important than even the actual crop. We would fight kick and scream all the way there and believe it or not those are some of my best memories. Working along side of dad was something that he just loved and still to this day loves. If you want to see a huge grin on dads face all you have to do is go outside and cut down a few trees with him. To see that mischievous grin on dads face is priceless, and if you know my dad you know exactly what I’m talking about. Now that I am a bit older I am so appreciative for the work ethic that my dad taught me. Never in a million years would I have thought that it would have been something that I would be grateful for, but I truly am. I have my own little person to teach that same principle to and I hope that I can do as good a job as my dad did. I love you Dad and Thank YOU.
I am so happy that Jack has the daddy that he has; he is the luckiest little boy in the world. Riley is the light of Jacks life. There is nothing better than watching the two of them play together. To have married a man as good as Riley is such an incredible blessing, I couldn’t have done better. Thank you Riley for loving our little family so much, you take care of us so well. I love you more than words can explain; you are the Love of my life.
I think I am one of the luckiest In-Laws of all time. I have a Father in Law that treats me like I have always been a part of his family. I look to him as a daughter would look to a father. Mike is a great man and he is an even better dad. Love you Mike and thanks for loving me so much.
This weekend we spent some time with the Smith family and here are a few pictures of Jack enjoying himself.
This is jack lounging around as Riley and I clean the Car. He has his own special little chair at grandmas house.
Jack loves golf. He watches it and he plays it. I was at the store the other day and he kept saying, "ball, ball, ball". I looked around and there were no balls to be seen. Then I saw a set of golf clubs and pointed to them and yes that is what he was trying to point out to me. As we walked away he cried. So this is him setting up to swing. Look at the concentration on his face.
This is the "back" part that riley taught him. Sometimes he does it sometimes he doesn't.
This is the actual swing and yes he missed the ball, he does that a lot. 
This is the look of pure joy. He looks like he should belong on the cover of a golf magazine. 
