Happy Father's Day

Today marked Duane's first Father's Day as an official daddy and in true Duane fashion, he spent it making sure everyone else had a good Father's Day. We kicked off the day by having breakfast with Grandma and Grandpa H. While I was sick and laying on the couch yesterday, Duane took Wesley and went to the North Market to stock up on goodies for this morning. He did a fantastic job - everything was delicious.

After eating way too many pastries, Duane, Wesley and I headed up to the mall so Duane could get fitted for a tux. He is the best man in his cousin's wedding in a couple of weeks and I must admit, my husband looks darn good in a tux! Once we finished at the tux shop, we cruised across the mall to a new store that is totally geared for infants, toddlers and preschoolers. We found so many things there that we'd love to get for Wesley - definitely someplace we'll be visiting closer to the Little Dude's birthday. Duane found the sweetest little stuffed husky that he thought Wesley had to have. So now Wesley has a new best bud named Frank - short for Frank Sinatra (blue eyes don't ya know!)







We spent the remainder of the afternoon and evening with Grandma and Grandpa P., Uncle Kirk and Aunt Susan. Wesley showed off his considerable walking (while assisted) skills by pushing Frank around the house on his bike. Duane pushed the bike around and around and around the house just to see Wesley laugh. Very cute stuff! Grandma and Grandpa P. gave Duane a beautiful framed picture of Wesley (which is already hanging in our front room) then we all went out to eat. Just a nice day.

Part of my present to Duane was changing all the poopy diapers today, part was a tool set and part of it is this - me stating to all who read this blog that Wesley is just about the luckiest boy in the world to have a daddy like his. A daddy who is kind, generous, and loving. A daddy who would give his last dollar to someone who needed it and would do absolutely anything for his son. A daddy who loves Wesley's mommy very much and isn't afraid to show it. A daddy who will sing along to goofy songs on the radio and dance with his family in the kitchen. That's some kind of daddy and I hope as Wesley grows up, he'll learn to be the kind of man his daddy is. Happy Father's Day!!