Father's Day & Catch Up Pictures

Happy Father's Day to three amazingly wonderful fathers: Andy, the father of my children who is fun and a great teacher. . .PaPa, the father of my children's father who is wonderfully sweet and gentle and patient and steady. . .and last but very much not least (nice grammar), my father. Daddy, I love you and you mean the world to me. You have helped to make me the woman I am today and I adore you more than you will ever know! I am a better person because of the three of you and I am so thankful that I get the honor of having three amazing dads in my world!

Below are some fun pictures from the last several days. We have had fun. The kids have gone to the pool with their sitters. We went to the hot springs yesterday for an early Father's Day treat and it was SO much fun (beautiful weather, too). Last night we went to see Toy Story 3. . .MOTHERS, DO NOT GO SEE THAT MOVIE!!!! Just let the dads take the kids. I bawled my eyes out when Andy actually left for college. . .there was NO stopping the tears!

Today my kids were in a little "mule" accident. The mule is a 4-wheel-drive-golf-cart-deal. Hays was driving and rolled it with Dax and Tiki in it. Thankfully they are all okay. . .some stitches (or glue or something) for Tiki, but PRAISE THE LORD that they are fine. I had a complete break down once I got to hug my kids who were all in one piece.

Tonight was the Camp Kivu "At The Hop" party and we have been dancing the night away! Andy and I get to teach the camp how to dance and it is SO MUCH FUN! So, enjoy the pics!

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