Father’s Day in Frankfort
Liz made a pretty spectacular little cake, complete with a handyman hammer candle. You know how I could tell it was spectacular? At least three or four times while eating the cake, Bob kept muttering about how good it was.
You know how I could tell it was a big hit? Bob insisted on trying the thing out indoors, right in the kitchen.
I think we’ve found this year’s Christmas card.
Happy Father’s Day, Bob!