For Father’s Day, Jessica, Namine, and I went over to my mom’s house. We had a nice little grill-out, with hamburgers and hot dogs and chicken and salmon patties. Namine had a blast on the swing set. My sister Lydia (who Namine calls “Eeya”) and I took turns pushing her on the swing. She always loves that. We roasted marshmallows later, but Namine wanted none of that. She ate two of them raw.

Jessica and I had the intention of visiting her dad’s grave on Sunday morning, but unfortunately the weather was too crazy. We prefer not to drive in thunder storms when we can help it, so we’ll try for this weekend.

Tonight before bed, Namine was being quite silly, so I had to get a video of her. I’ll shut up now and let it do the talking, so to speak.