We started the day off with church where we were delighted with worship music being led by the Barbary Coast, a group of 6 elderly gentlemen passionate about their dixieland band. Harper was definitely interested in the music and even clapped for their performance...even if it was 15 seconds after everyone else applauded. Josh was reminded of his grandpa "Papa" and grew sentimental about how little time he was able to know him. Both of our grandpas who are no longer with us were musicians, Josh was reminded of his by the amazing clarinetist, and I was reminded of mine by the sound of barbershop.
Back at home, Josh opened his father's day gift: a gift certificate for a trip to the zoo and a new pair of sneakers. Every dad needs a new pair of sneakers.
Once my dad and brothers showed up we dug into the father's day meal I prepared. The menu was cheeseburgers, homemade baked beans, potato chips, and watermelon. Oh, and we can't forget the "Dad's" root beer. It must have been pretty good since no one was ready for the homemade (from scratch!) cupcakes.
After lunch, we piled in our cars and headed to Lake of the Isles where we rode our bikes around the lake twice. Harper managed to only fuss a little, probably because we didn't make him wear the helmet since we were sticking to the trail. He also took a little snooze the second time around but was hardly enough to count as a full afternoon nap.
Next, we put the bikes away and got out the boats! Harper
loooved his lifejacket...no, really he hated it - hence the pacifier.
Though once we were on the water and paddling, Harper enjoyed himself. He really liked leaning over the side of the canoe and running his arm in the water. Don't worry, he wasn't going to go anywhere. I had a firm grasp on him, and I'm pretty sure that lifejacket would keep his head well above water. Maybe I'll test it at a pool.
Back on shore, Trevor was rollerbladin' and chilaxin' and Harper was devouring strawberries and watermelon. As evidence, check out Harper's shirt in the photo towards the end of this post. He started burping a lot and making weird gargling noises, which told me he had far more than enough water and fruit in his belly. I was just hoping it would stay there.
I couldn't pass up the chance to take out the dinghy. I find rowing so relaxing and peaceful, so I went out on my own around one of the islands and back. The truth is you can really only fit one adult comfortably. Once Harper's older and I can trust he will stay put, it is perfect for one adult and a couple kids.
Ryan also got his row on.
A big "Thank You!" to my dad for spending all the time and energy loading up the trailer, bikes and boats for a fun day at the lake. The weather turned out just perfect for a day outside, and we really had a wonderful time together. Happy Father's Day, Dad!
And to my sweet hubby, Joshua, the most loving and caring husband and daddy a girl could ask for: I love you. Happy Father's Day.
Happy Father's Day also to Josh's dad, my Grandpa Asche, and David. And to those we miss, Josh's Papa and my Grandpa Kontak.