

For his Father's Day gift, John made a Story Book for his daddy. He came up with the text and had me write it out. (Yes, I did misspell "forest" and, yes, I am an English major.) John asked me to draw the outlines of the pictures he described and then he colored them in.

We drove 75 miles to a church in South Carolina to attend a Missa Cantata, which was lovely. Then we had lunch at
The Beacon Drive In Restaurant (as seen on "Diners, Drive-Ins, and Drives"). It's a cool place where one can order gizzards with trim or without!

After dinner at home, we had a (store-bought) ice cream cake. The kids could not separate the idea of a cake from singing "Happy Birthday," so I had them sing "Happy Father's Day" to that tune.
Did anyone order gizzards??
ReplyDeleteSarah W.: No, nobody ordered gizzards. But the thing is, we could have! :D
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