All my poor dad wanted to do on Father’s day was to putz around Brookville lake on his new toy. As luck would have it, the boat needed some minor repair and wasn’t ready in time for this “perfect” day. No worries, we Wenstrup’s aren’t wired to handle the word “no” very well (family inside joke that NO actually means, not right now) and planned the perfect Father’s day just one week later.
As you can see, Abbey and Mason really enjoyed Papa’s boat!
Great picture of the birthday boy (Happy Birthday Mattchew)! Oh boy, my hair looks a bit cray-cray!
A few more pictures that sum up the pontoon coma that was induced on Abbey and George for the latter part of the day.
Tough life for this little girl…
Could not have asked for bigger smiles, more fun, better weather, louder giggles (and squeals), and an all around more amazing time than we had with each other yesterday. It was exactly what I imagined, except for me getting in the lake with Abbey (not my favorite part), for my dad’s Father’s day.