As the family of a pastor, we hold sacred the few family days that we get all together. We don't get weekends, but Thursdays after Emma gets home from school are all ours.
For spending time however we want. Like a fishing lesson.
And some snacks on a familiar old picnic blanket.
Graham crackers...and whatever else you can find around.
Daddy's childhood tackle box--full of shiny, slippery, slimy, (and stinky!) lures of all kinds.
Some friendly ducks.
Really friendly ducks.
Really, really friendly ducks.
I love family days!
