Worthy diversion

After a day without Daddy last weekend, I decided to call him at work and see if he wanted some visitors. He did, and he appreciated the dinner we delivered to him. Of course I had to bribe you two away from Dad's food with a chocolate sundae. Otherwise, Dad would not be having Dad's food. Dad would be having half of Dad's food and you would be sharing the other half. I don't think you minded. Ice cream is a worthy diversion.

After dinner we got the nickel tour.

Man, oh man, you love your dad. And for this I am glad.

Roman was taken in, cautiously, by the motorcycles stored in back.

There were 3 or 4 of them - property of dad's coworkers. One of them looked like the one your Mom had when she met your Dad. That feels like ages ago, and no, I don't really miss it. Different time, different place.

Speaking of a different time and a different place....If you are 2 years old, even sitting in an office chair can be entertaining. Literally minutes of fun! Huh. Some would say that's about equal to what it's like when you're an adult. Some would.