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Father's day is next weekend. So we'll all be looking forward to see how you top this week's post. I'm sure you have something big planned. 

Happy Father’s Day – we love you!

 

 

 

Happy Father’s Day – we love you!

 

 

– You bring me coffee

– You dance in the kitchen with Bea

– You do the dishes

– You listen

– You buy guacamole for me

– You hug me tight

– You bring adventure into my life

– You ride your bike up huge hills

– You read bedtime stories

– You make french toast

– You change diapers

– You get up early, so early, for work

– You carry Bea on your shoulders

– You let me buy expensive maple syrup

– You make delicious weekend dinners

– You get the burps out

– You sort it all out when I can’t manage

– You do laundry

– You take Bea for hikes

– You share your chocolate

– You encourage my hobbies

– You hold my hand

– You make us laugh

– You give me beautiful babies

– You bring me peanut M&Ms

– You rub my feet

– You let me cry 

– You are appreciated

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Happy Father’s Day

It's the little differences that seem to stand out sometimes. Things like having to take outgoing mail to the post office instead of just popping it in your mailbox. Or eggs coming in packages of ten instead of a dozen.

And then there are not-so-small differences here in Europe. Like this clip that shows Italian president, Silvio Berlusconi. Yes, the president!

I love the idea of a sleeping porch. We have a big yellow and white striped awning that makes our patio a perfect spot for napping on a hot day. The warm air and the cool breeze make it so refreshing. I think I should get a hammock or at least put our inflatable mattress out there. It makes me think of my room as a kid – I remember waking up from naps and looking out at the intricate pattern of branches outside my window. I would lie there and listen to the birds and find pictures in the branches like finding pictures in the clouds. And the breeze would blow over my body – cooling me off after a sweaty nap. 

Of course Bea didn’t actually take a nap – she just played at napping – dang. 

That quilt came from Grandma Dice – her own style of crazy quilt. The quilt top was in a big bunch of fabric scraps that she gave me ages ago – like when I was in junior high probably. I finally put a back on it and bound it with a happy flower fabric last summer. Now we call it our summer quilt. It has lots of interesting patterns that we can look at and talk about before we fall asleep under it.

 

This picture is for Grandma C. We found the beloved Nobody puts baby in the corner shirt. We could go for a lazy evening – zoning out while watching our favorite sappy girly movie: Dirty Dancing.

I look at pictures of Swedish Dance bands:

 

 

 

For a real challenge, ladies, look at those men and try to find the one that you would choose if you had to – like if you were the last woman on earth and the human race depended on you. It’s nearly impossible isn’t it – they’re all so equally – umm – uh – frightening. Let’s leave it at that.

 
Or I go to the Cake Wrecks blog and see gems like these:

 

 

 

The tag line for the site is When professional cakes go horribly, hilariously wrong. The ones that feature spelling errors or that include the instructions from the person who ordered the cake make me laugh out loud. Oh and please don’t point out the numerous spelling and grammar errors on my blog. Please.

One more – I’m in tears. Who manufactures things like these plastic men?

Happy Monday!

We went to the Zurich Zoo today. It felt great to spend the day with Brian after a long week without him. It was hot out and not a cloud in the sky – yipee! We liked the penguins and the otters best. Now we are good and tired.