Poor Go, home all alone. Here is what you missed today:
The girls running around in the sprinklers this morning and having a blasty blast.
This was one of the few times May wasn't using the sprinkler as a bidet. 
Olive offering her foot to Papa's scratchy face.
Olive offering her foot to Papa's scratchy face.
This was always followed by copious amounts of belly laughs.
By both of them.
I found this gem in my dad's office today.
I laughed for like 10 minutes.
Me.
Me.
7 comments:
Dad? Is that you? Seriously. I had to do a double take. Then I remembered my dad doesn't golf.
Two things:
First, you are spicy hotness.
Second, I rarely do this, I mean sometimes there will be a little audible giggle, but I laughed hard out loud when I saw that picture of your dad. Truly priceless.
Your hair is awesome.
And I think the next time I'm having a bad day the cure will by Tom + Golf Swing.
i think i'm going to have get one of those golf pictures of chad. it's only right. and your hair looks so great! i'm jealous!
Love the picture of Uncle Tom. I am sure that my own father has a special treasure like that floating around somewhere.
You and that mirror.
I have the same grey shirt. Love it!
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