We're on day three of Bruce's Father's Day week. He came in the door this morning with a look on his face as though he were wondering if we would be there. We were.

Today he received two cases of his two favorite flavors of soda...grape and orange. He's drinking one now. lol Why soda you ask?

Because he's a great "pop" of course! :D ha ha ha ha

Opening his card...

He got tickled because the word
beer was used in the card, but we marked it out and wrote grape and orange soda. It was funny. I knew it would crack him up.
Happy Father's Day, Hon! We love you. You're soft and cuddly, you can fix anything, and you're a great pop!