For Father's Day gifts, I had my husband's dad and brother from Detroit come out for the weekend. Melvin always talks about them all doing something together, but nothing has ever come to fruition. So this year I arranged for them to fly out, not telling Melvin until Father's Day. He was quite surprised and excited to spend time with the two men closest to him.
They spent all day Saturday fishing together, and then on Sunday we all went fishing at a local lake. (Well, the boys fished. Ella and I just watched and took pictures).
Here's Wally preparing his pole. He caught the most this day. Melvin said he caught the most the previous day, and they both argued about whose fault it was that the "big one" got away. Typical brothers.
My father-in-law was showing Cameron how to bait his hook. Cameron wasn't too thrilled about touching any worms.
He did catch the first fish of the day (which we released at the end of the outing).
Max caught his first fish that day. He was having a great time and wanted to hang out with the men, even when I got bored and tried to lure him to the nearby park. "Fish! Fish!" (or something like it), he kept repeating. And whenever someone from Detroit comes to town, we always get treated to some of their awesome cooking. Wally grilled some ribs, Daddy made some yummy corn on the cob and baked beans AND made a delicious breakfast with omlets, grits and more.
It was a good weekend, but way too short! I know my husband wishes he could spend more time with his dad and brother. But it was back to Detroit for them, and back to work for him.
Happy Father's Day! (one weekend late)