Sunday, June 19, 2005
FATHER's DAY WEEKEND
A pretty quiet weekend for everyone. I take Sophie and Joey to my sister's house on Saturday to celebrate early with my family. I play with the kids for a short while, then decide to take a nap. This is my first official "outing" since May. It feels strange. I mean, I've run to Randalls and Target, but the longest I have been away from Johnny is about 1 1/2 hours. I miss him, but it's nice to get out for a bit. We eat a great dinner -- I never knew how much I would appreciate a home cooked meal -- and head home.
Sunday morning we all let Mike sleep in. But finally about 10:30 he decides to get up. We give him his Father's Day cards and gift, and we are all thankful to be together. I think Mike is under the impression that Father's Day is the one day a year he has to do something around the house, so he goes to the garage to clean it up. Don't tell him that he is supposed to relax and celebrate being a great Dad...
Mom comes over and brings dinner. Filets and potatoes. Nothing like grilling on Father's Day! We eat until we can't move. Earlier in the weekend Mike promised Joey and Sophie that he would take them to the pool. Johnny BEGS to go, so we all decide to go swimming. Johnny is STOKED! His first visit out of the house that doesn't involve doctors! He is smiling from ear to ear and dancing all over the place. We load up the van, drive to the clubhouse, only to find out it's closed! Bummer!! So we do the next best thing, go to the gas station and fill up the van... and get it washed. Yippe! Well, it's a start I guess.