It was Mark's first father's day.
Tommy splashed his hand about in a bowl of (cold) tomato soup, he loved it. It was the only thing I could think of for a bright handprint on a white card. Although it's not come out too well in this picture.
Can you see the mug in the middle of the polka dots, I ordered this on-line for Mark's morning coffee.
My dad also received a handprint card from Tommy, and a homemade card from yours truly. I didn't place my hand in a bowl of tomato soup, I used a watering can and garden tools.
Tommy bought my dad a Grandpa sign for his shed. I'll let you into a little secret, I purchased it really.
My present to my dad, Tommy gazing into his eyes in the crooked house on his 80th birthday.
Mark and I brought food to my parents and cooked a barbie in their garden.
It was a smashing day. The weather behaved and we all ate too much.