Sunday I was able to hang out with my Dad and my daughter. We went to the bowling alley and bowled a game. We got through five frames on our own until my daughter decided to take over and bowled the rest for us. Chit chat ensued and laughing and giggling as my daughter bowled and stuck her head through and her hair went blowing with the fan that is suppose to dry your hands. Only thing is, I forgot my phone so I wasn’t able to take pictures of the events at the bowling alley.
We sat and talked as we ate catching up on events. My daughter devoured her mac and cheese. We watched other people bowl and I talked with a friend that works at the bowling alley for a minute catching up. Then we headed back to the house. Flipping through channels we ran across The Waltons so I stopped. We watched a few episodes before Dad fell asleep on the couch. My daughter was playing on the floor with her car mat and cars. Her monster truck in hand running over the doll…this is not new.
After spending the day with my Dad, I can honestly say, my 26th birthday was the best birthday I’ve ever had. I got to spend my day with the people that mean the most to me. Though I do miss and wish a few other people could have been there for the day, I am very glad I got to spend the day with my daughter and my Dad.
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