Father's Day has come and gone so my yearly golf game is over. My dad is definitely slowing down - I think 9 holes was the limit for his endurance.
Some idle chit-chat was exchanged, the weather was beautiful and fathers (both mine and Jenn's, whom my brother and I invited along) were honored and treated to an on-the-course-beer.
I got to enjoy a bit of time just being a father, as I took my two daughters to a pool and splashed, played and wrestled with them a bit. I'm looking forward to the next few years as my daughters turn into teenagers. Some might question my sanity at this comment (heck, *I* might even question it in a few years), but I am enjoying the increasingly intelligent conversations and relavations regarding their existence that Banana and McMonk share with me from time to time.