This past weekend I had an absolute blast with you. We played a serious amount of hockey, swam, went to the zoo, and you helped me cook!
A funny story from the weekend is when we were at a wake. Normally not a place of funny stories but you made an exception. Earlier that morning you heard a song by Queen on the radio and decided that the funeral parlor would be a place to start singing it again. Normally it is not a big deal but when the song is "Another One Bites the Dust!", that makes it a little bit different. :) At the moment I was horrified and did manage to get you to stop singing it before anyone heard , but now I can laugh about it.
Love you so much,
Dad
Pic of you, me and Santa:
