Day: June 22, 2011

On Father’s Day our children hosted a cookout for their beloved “pops” and “bumpa” (grandpa).   The day was perfect.  The sun was shining and like Goldilocks would say, “it was neither too hot nor too cold. It was just right.” The smell of hots and hamburgers cooking on the grill seemed to call us to the picnic table nearby where we could sit and munch on veggies and chips while waiting for the food to cook. The twins (age 5 1/2) were playing on the lawn and we adults took turns playing kick ball and such with them.  We