Another Father's Day

A day to remember my father, always. Missed. Loved. I wish the boys could've known you, Dad.

And a day to remember their father. The best Rundy that ever was, and one of the sweetest, silliest, loving-est fathers I've ever known. I could say a whole lot, but simple is sometimes best. We are rich.

(Newest Purdy due December 18th. Thought I'd sneak that in there.)

Freeze-Frame: The Aliens Below

Rundy just got home from work, an event that never ceases to bring Tadhg delight. Pip is sleeping, so the three of us sat down on the couch to enjoy each other for a bit.

After some snuggles and affectionate conversation sprinkled with "Daddy-o's" (Tadhg's new way of addressing Rundy and I involves adding "o" to the end of our names), he picked up Rundy's hand to hold.

Suddenly, he exclaimed, "Worm in there! Need get it out."

And then he proceeded to pinch one of the hard-working veins on the back of Rundy's hand.

He didn't really understand why we started laughing.