Sunday was kind of a big deal for John. It was his first Father’s Day and probably more importantly to him, it was Bunker Hill Parade Day, his absolute favorite day of the year. The day kicked off with eggs, steak tips, and beer before 10 a.m. and continued along with lots of friend and family time. The sun was shining brightly and our boy was a dreamboat, even with the loud parade noises and large crowds that I thought might spook him a bit. It was an all around bright and happy day.
Per John’s request, I won’t get sappy about how awesome of a dad he is (oops)… so without further ado, here was our Sunday:
And speaking of awesome Dads, mine was traveling on Father’s Day. He came home tonight though, so I have to go give him the Father’s Day hug he missed. Thanks for being you Dadboy! I love you so much!