Today being Father's Day, we wanted to do something special with Daddy, so after a homecooked breakfast of eggs and toast, and some quality video gaming time, we headed off on an adventure.
Within the past two years the Indianapolis Museum of Art (with the exception of special exhibits) and the Lilly House and Gardens have made admission free. This makes a wonderful and inexpensive special occasion destination. The last Friday before Hazel was born, we had our last childless couple date at the IMA. We had dinner at Puck's restaurant and saw the Roman art exhibit. This year for Father's Day, we decided to take advantage of the beautiful sunny weather (83 degrees) and take a guided tour of the gardens at the Lilly house. It was beautiful, but a little hot in the sun, so we're glad to be back in the air conditioning.
I think Glenn is going to go back to playing his video game while I finish up some homework, and then we're going to have pancakes for dinner. (Don't ask me, that's what Daddy requested.)
Happy Father's Day to all you dads out there. And especially to Grandpa McCain, Papaw Burton, Uncle Kenny, Uncle Rob, Uncle Richard, and Uncle Tony.
*****UPDATE: 6:45 Sunday, June 15*****
Glenn's Reflections on Father's Day
Father's Day is truly the happiest day of the year. What could beat a day filled with video games, Hazel kisses, and breakfast for dinner? Nothing. However, I might have eaten one or two too many pancakes, and chugging the syrup to wash it all down might not have been my best choice. Regardless, everyday should be Father's Day!!!
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
One year of blogging...
Today is our one year anniversary of setting up this blog. It hardly seems possible that only one year ago we were anxiously awaiting our giggling girl, not knowing just how wonderful she would be when she got here. If you get a chance, take a look back over the past year of posts and marvel at just how much things have changed in only a year. (I especially like to look at the posts from October and wonder how our big girl was ever that little.)
As far as Hazel is concerned, everyday is cause for celebration. On Saturday, Glenn was helping some friends move into their new apartment, and Hazel and I went to the library to do some homework. She fell asleep in her car seat on the way there; which is exactly what I was hoping would happen. I let her sleep in her pumpkin seat while I worked on my homework for about an hour. Now, here's the special thing about Hazel. She rarely wakes up in a bad mood, and Saturday was no exception. When she woke up, she started singing. And not just singing, but exalting at the top of her lungs. I think she was singing Cat Stevens, "I can't keep it in, I can't keep it in, I gotta let it out." So I told her that I understand how hard it is not to sing when you got the feelin' but let's take it outside, since people like it quiet in the library. Everyday brings new insight into this wonderful, silly girl we have.
Well, I will post a few pictures, since that seems to be what our readers want. (And not me waxing philosophical over the passage of time and the joy of infants.)
First, Uncle Brian took some great photos when we were all in Lawrenceville visiting Grammy and Papaw Burton for Mother's Day. You should check them out if you get a chance. They are posted at: http://www.hub10.com/gallery/Lville-0508/
And lastly, Hazel and Daddy have special time together on Monday nights and Tuesday nights while Momma's at class. They play hard and Momma always comes home to a sleepy baby. This is what I came home to last night. . .


As far as Hazel is concerned, everyday is cause for celebration. On Saturday, Glenn was helping some friends move into their new apartment, and Hazel and I went to the library to do some homework. She fell asleep in her car seat on the way there; which is exactly what I was hoping would happen. I let her sleep in her pumpkin seat while I worked on my homework for about an hour. Now, here's the special thing about Hazel. She rarely wakes up in a bad mood, and Saturday was no exception. When she woke up, she started singing. And not just singing, but exalting at the top of her lungs. I think she was singing Cat Stevens, "I can't keep it in, I can't keep it in, I gotta let it out." So I told her that I understand how hard it is not to sing when you got the feelin' but let's take it outside, since people like it quiet in the library. Everyday brings new insight into this wonderful, silly girl we have.
Well, I will post a few pictures, since that seems to be what our readers want. (And not me waxing philosophical over the passage of time and the joy of infants.)
First, Uncle Brian took some great photos when we were all in Lawrenceville visiting Grammy and Papaw Burton for Mother's Day. You should check them out if you get a chance. They are posted at: http://www.hub10.com/gallery
And lastly, Hazel and Daddy have special time together on Monday nights and Tuesday nights while Momma's at class. They play hard and Momma always comes home to a sleepy baby. This is what I came home to last night. . .


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