Father's Day was a blast. We grilled out steaks and zucchini and I made garlic whipped potatoes to boot. It was so delicious. K got it right on and I vowed never to pay $30 for a celebration steak at Hal's or Ruths Chris ever again, when I could get the same taste from my own grill- and without the pang of sucking into a pretty outfit that squeezes too tight in all the wrong places and trying to remember how to walk in heels.
Filet for me. Ribeye for the man.
Mmm. Hmm. We got so excited about cooking, and then so comatose from all of the food that
Today Cham and I went to Auntie Annie's house for a dip. Her first real dip in a big girl pool...
I have been wanting to buy her a tutu since birth. I saw one this morning at the store and just went for it. I think it was worth it. Don't you? And don't judge my precious princess by her wild-man hair. It just happened when I was lathering up her face with 100 proof sunscreen.
"No pictures, please!"
Oh, you know I love her feet all the time. But pruned? Be still my heart...
Lots more pool days to come!
Until Next Time,
The Guff
I'm so jealous that you can still wear a bikini. Hmph.
ReplyDeleteyou shouldn't be jealous...don't you know the baby leg and sunhat are strategically placed?! ;)
ReplyDeleteI love you two so much I can hardly stand it. Scrrrrrumptious! I just want to grab Cham from you! Oh, and Kraig, I think you're cool, too.
ReplyDeleteawww so cute! love the tutu and the sweet little feet :)
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