The "Girl Scouts" with Jan, our leader
Bathtime that night...
Father's Day wasn't exceptionally heart-warming. I had a meltdown early in the day and was just emotional and tired. And then felt guilty and ... well, luckily, we were able to "salvage" the day before it was over.
We did spend a little time with Grandpa (who got to spend the day at home and not in the hospital!) and Bubbie as well as with Poohpah and Baba (and Uncle Rod and Teta Von).
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