Yesterday afternoon we were babysitting little cousins and decided to venture out to the nearby creek. We have had a lot of rain recently and the water was running high and fast. I was a little nervous and spent the entire time counting heads. 1,2,3,4,5,6,7. 1,2,3,4,5,6,7. 1,2,3,4,5,6,7...
But the children seemed to have no such worries and had a great time! Little Brandt sat at the edge of the water and splashed to his heart's content.
Thanks to Douglas and Freeland's help the whole outing was a success!
We came home and Freeland built a fire so that the children could roast hotdogs and marshmallows. Brandt stayed in the house with Keith and I and listened to the song Keith was practicing for his upcoming tour with Oasis Chorale.
After the boys left I asked if Keith and the children would pose for one picture for me. They all looked a bit scruffy, but here they are.
Happy Father's Day to the best daddy around!