Yesterday I headed to Muncie with two of Dave's daughters, nieces Liz and Brenda, and Brenda's son, Jacob, to see their dad. I was happy to be in such good company. My nieces are two very special people whom I love very much, and Jacob is a really neat kid. I had a great time, and I hope they did, too.
Dave was in a good mood. We enjoyed oatmeal raisin cookies, and Dave had coffee. We went down to the big, sunny dining room. Somehow, we got to talking about Liz speaking Spanish all the time after she had spent years and years studying French. And Brenda said that now Liz speaks French with a Spanish accent. Well, somehow Dave got the language idea firmly in mind, and after all our comments, he would say, "What language is that?" Or he would make some other comment about language. Each time he would say this , it set off a fit of laughing with Jacob and the girls.
Liz called Davy on her cell phone, and Dave had a nice long conversation with his son. He did ask Davy several times , "What language is that?" Brenda's family had a very funny Fathers Day Card for Dave. All in all, I think it was a very happy Fathers Day celebration for him. When one of the aides came in bringing other residents for lunch she asked what he did to get all those pretty girls to visit him. Dave said, "I had children!" Who says his brain doesn't work.
On the way home from the nursing home, we all stopped at Cammack Station and had sandwiches and ice cream. Liz couldn't resist ordering Kentucky Pie ice cream in honor of her days in Kentucky. It had chocolate chips, and pie crust chunks in it. I took a taste and it was good. But even better was the vanilla- orange cone that I had. Brenda and Jacob shared peach cobbler with vanilla ice cream. Good food, fun company, and a happy day.
This morning Cheryl and Rod took their dad out for breakfast and to the casino for his Fathers Day Treat. Of course, I went along, too. Just because I'm the Mom, doesn't mean I should miss any celebration. Right? Don and I both enjoyed being with our sweet kids. They decided we should do this about once a month. Sounds like a plan to me. Let's just declare a monthly national holiday called Parent/Child Breakfast Day.
When Rod's family and Randy's family were in California last week, they took Grandpa Jack, who is 99, out for an Italian dinner. That was his Fathers Day gift from his grandkids. I know that it was a thrill for him to have grandkids and great grandkids with him. And it was a treat for the kids, too.
I hope all the Fathers have a wonderful day tomorrow, and are shown as much love as the Dads mentioned here.
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