Papa's Day in words and photos

Papa's Day was Sunday. Before we talk about Papa's Day, let's review Maman's Day, which was last month. Maman's Day...hmmm...I can't remember anything...hmmm...oh, the children broke the computer! And Sebastien sent me a lovely email which I couldn't receive because the children broke the computer. And Sebastien couldn't fix the computer because he was galavanting all over the west coast. That was my Maman's Day.

And Papa's Day? Here is Isabelle introducing the man of honor on his special day, just so you know who we are talking about:


And now we'll turn to Sunday's paper for some Papa's Day news:

Some of the children made him a lovely bouquet out of wildflowers. I think that Isabelle did this on her own, but Freddy might have helped a bit:

All of the children gave him presents. He also received cards, four or five of them, and a present from me. The present from me was just the freebie that the nice man at the specialty foods store gave to me, but it was still a present! You can read about the presents from the children in the special Papa's Day edition of the local newspaper:

In the afternoon Sebastien asked me to ride (bikes) into town (!) to buy our big Sunday newspaper (it has a little more of a global outlook than Isabelle's). Because I had vowed to get more exercise in hopes of turning around a health condition that makes my hands and feet hurt like an old lady, I said yes. Twelve and one half miles. In the heat.

Afterwards there was a dip in the lake and lounging on the lakeside. Then a dinner out:

A pretty exciting Papa's Day, I'd say. And speaking of exciting days, someone will be 15 years old at 12:17 PM today. Maybe that health condition in my hands and feet is due to old age after all.