Father's Day was awesome. I think. I mean, it wasn't my day or anything, but I think all in all it was a success. Mase & Jake were super sweet this year and got their Dada an irish breakfast...mmm...cholesteral. Two large framed pictures of themselves. A bottle of Jameson's. And a massage. And he only changed one poopy diaper all day.
Here are some festive pics from the morning.
Jacob enjoys Dada's Irish Breakfast. He's clearly English.
Sopping up the sausage in brown sauce. Another sign of a true Englishman.
And now he's onto the whiskey.
Mason read's Dada's card. She's very advanced.
"Look how funny I am", Mason recounts.
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