What can I say?
We left Milwaukee this morning, much to Joe's relief, and headed towards the legendary Lambeau Field, home of the Green Bay Packers. Even though I know just the basic rules of football, I was still pretty excited to get to see this historic place, but David . . .
David glowed from the moment that we saw the exit sign on the highway till just a few minutes ago when he turned off his light to go to sleep. He was like a kid in a candy store or on Christmas morning. He kept saying over and over that this was his best Father's Day ever, literally beaming the entire day, which of course made me grin all day, too.
I could go into more detail, but I want to have the pictures do the talking tonight. Even Joe got in on the fun, donning a cheesehead " . . . only because it's Father's Day and you asked me to". He's a good sport, that kid. He finally got to have his mountain bike ride later this afternoon also, the two of them running into me as I was hiking back to the car, both their faces covered in bugs, but both happy as can be. Joe approves of Green Bay, stating that it's much more our speed and "I'm a suburb kind of boy."
On to tonight's installment of photos, complete with our little storm trooper donning his own cheesehead (when two little boys saw me taking the picture in the Packer's store, they couldn't believe that a grown up liked Legos, not to mention Star Wars Legos! 😉), checking out the bike trails and doing a little trick riding.
And now it's my turn to turn in for the night!