It's my dad's birthday today. He died 25 months ago but I think about him every day. Today more than many. I think about how he taught me to work hard and I taught him how to have fun.
That was the first log home that we built together. I was 13 the summer we cut it and delivered it. When I look back I marvel at what just 1 man and his son could get done with some chainsaws.
Mr Cool turned 15 on Monday. He's fully recovered from this emergency appendectomy. At 5'10" and 150lbs he’s gonna be a big man like his Nonno(grandfather).
Beer cooler is empty now. My fault. That’s what happens when you buy just enough to get ya feeling good but to much to make driving a bad idea. I won’t risk it and I’m not about to ask el wifo to do it. Just muttering those words could destroy any hopes of another birthday gift😜
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