Fathers Day

I think the Dr had a  happy Father's Day this year.  He actually got to attend church for the first time this month with his pager only going off a few times during Sunday School.  He is the Trauma chief this month so he doesn't get a day off the whole month and he has been BUSY everyday fixing mandible fractures and other gory facial trauma. 

Church was over at noon and we decided to take a drive to the Coralville dam to see all the flood water.  Parts of Iowa City have been under water for the last few weeks and we wanted to see what the lake looked like. So after lunch we set out on an adventure-- as Christopher Robin likes to call it.

The river below the dam was full and up to this walk way. The kids took off their shoes and were in the water before I even reached the waters edge!   Gracie was squealing with delight.  She is our thrill seeker.  She was waist deep in water before I had time to get my shoes off.

I went in after her.  All we needed to make Father's Day really great would be for her to get swept away in the current.

Here we are just waiting for the Dr.  He was doing important things like coordinating surgery in the OR.





There were several minnows that we could see clearly in the water!



Minnows!

When he was finally off the phone--with the hospital--- he was able to join us.  We would have hated for him to miss out on getting in the fish smelling water.

Of course he upped the fun by kicking water on the kids and starting a water fight.

 

He even attempted to catch the minnows we had seen. 

 

 

It would have never dawned on me to try to catch one unless I had a net.  I guess it's a dad-son-thing.

They finally gave up, and we had to go anyway.

 

 

The hospital was calling.  They wouldn't want Ryan to have too much time away before they needed him AGAIN.  He was in surgery from about 3-7:30 PM.  A young man got attacked in the face with a saw blade and what I saw of it was ugly.  I unfortunately saw the pictures on our home computer before he went in.

That evening around 8:00 PM we had a last minute cook out in our fire pit with our neighbors the Toppings.  They came over and we roasted brats, and hot dogs and corn on the cob until it was way past the Dr's bedtime-- 11:30.  But it was fun and something we have been meaning to do with them for three years now.

And that is wrap-up of  our Father's Day.  It was really great. Minus the laceration in the OR.

Hope you all had a wonderful day.

P.S.

Dear Dad, (Will)

I just couldn't stop thinking about you as I was standing on the lake dock/sidewalk on Sunday watching Ryan have a blast with his kids.  I felt so much appreciation and love for you.  You were and are a great father.  Ryan is such a great Dad, and it is because of your example.  Thank you for always honoring and loving his mother.  Thank you for teaching him the value of hard work and also how to leave work behind, and just have fun.  Thank you for moving us across the country twice. We couldn't have done 11 years of school and 3 babies without you and Mom. We are so excited that we only have one more move to make across the country--back home--hopefully.  We love you so much.  We hope you had a wonderful day.

Love,

Bronwynn--and all your Iowa munchkins