Today I celebrated my fifth Father’s Day and my dad celebrated his 36th. This is the guy who taught me how to love baseball, comic books, movies, and God.
My son gave me a rock, ha! He painted it at school.
And EJ gave me a big wet kiss.
CJ also made me this cup at church. Grace took me to get some weird coffee flavored papingsu after lunch, and then we went to Gyro World for dinner and pigged ourselves out with the kids with a ton of gyro and french fries.