We had a sweet day today: church and talks with friends, a quick lunch on the road and our first geocaching adventure as an ode to our techie and never-lost Man!! (What fun it was, dashing through the woods at high speed still in our church clothes and shoes, trying to find the cache before our cell phone battery died!)  Then on to celebrate Father’s Day with my Dad too: a cookout and family time with the cousins.

There is so much I could say about David as a father.  Mushie, mushie stuff that would bore you all and either incite you to jealousy or to tears . . . .  I always tell the kids that I picked David out not just for ME but for THEM and it’s so true.  I said “yes” happily because I knew I could trust him to love, honor and build up our children in all the best ways.

I don’t want to make you cry or bore you with more mush, so I’ll just include a Quinn-Quote from a month ago, when we were talking about a good man and what makes one and how not everyone in the world is good, even some who are popular . . . . .

Quinn pretty much summed it up (as usual) when he said:

“Well, MY daddy is the BEST kind of man:  He’s good looking AND well behaved!”

‘Nuff said.