Father's Day was a low-key affair this year. Cam just wanted to grill meat and play catch with his dad. So they did. Cam and Jim used the mitts they have had since Jim was a wee lad, the same ones they played catch with when Cam was also a wee lad. Clem is still wee so she used her pink one.
Alas, this game of catch didn't last very long. As with most things having to do with this Young Scientist, it turned into a ballet performance for one.
Meanwhile, Cathy chased a somewhat mobile Dutchy all over the backyard. He went for a Sunday drive,
and climbed on top of table tops.
Until he could be talked into his favorite story in Grandma's Arms, in actual Grandma arms. (You see what I did there??)
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