On the dock by the lagoon eating blueberries and raspberries to start out our day, Father’s Day at that…
Her – “I have fun with you,” she said quietly.
She was saying that she felt loved by spending quality time together doing something simple, I knew.
Me – “Awww. I have fun with you, too.”
Me – “My life is so much more fun with you than it would be if I didn’t have you for a daughter.”
She smiled a bit bashfully, feeling loved.
While I had a fantasy of making blueberry pancakes for the two of us on Father’s Day, I forgot to get the mix yesterday. It’s okay. This was plenty satisfying.
And the day begins…