The socks! I finished knitting him the socks! For Father's Day...Usually he is the one to bake the Sunday morning scones, but last night I said I'd do it. So this morning I forced myself up from my leisure, let him read the paper first for once, and made two batches of scones, one with just chocolate chips and one with fresh raspberries and chocolate chips. As George likes to tell everybody, almost all baked goods around here must have chocolate chips in them if he wants his wife and kids to eat them. And almost always he obliges. I suppose today I could've done something different just for him, but oh well I didn't even think about it...I must admit I didn't really love baking first thing on a Sunday morning, but sacrifices must be made sometimes for those we love.
This afternoon George got to play his flute as a guest with his former band, Ring of Kerry, at an outdoor concert in St. Cloud's beautiful Munsinger Gardens right on the Mississippi River. If that's not heaven for him, I don't know what is. I always feel so proud watching him play, and I love to hear all the compliments he gets after a performance. One neighbor, who was at the concert not knowing George was in the band, came over to us and said "I didn't know you were a rock star!"
And tonight, I'm jealous because his "other girl" gets him. He's sleeping outside in a tent next door to Rose and her friends who wanted to sleep out in the backyard tonight. When they asked if they could do it, I said only if Dad would agree to sleep out in the other tent. Of course, he was totally game for this and after teaching the girls how to put up their tent he put up his own and is out there now reading Harry Potter number 7 and hopefully preparing for a good nights' sleep under the stars of St. Cloud.
I'm sure I don't tell George enough what an amazing dad he is, so this is it. Honey, I love you! And thanks for all you do.
And to my dad, and my father-in-law, and to all you dads reading this, thanks! You are loved.
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