The things we do for dad


On Father’s Day, we packed up the gang (father, mother, kid and canine) and headed to the beach. The one that allows dogs. Because I hate to leave her behind.

There was much discussion beforehand as to whether it was a good idea to go on a weekend and on one of the first really truly hot days of the year. But ya know what? There aren’t as many people who are excited about visiting a dog beach as you might think. Just the ever-cool dog people. So we had a nice chunk of sand to ourselves. And plenty of canine companionship at our beck and call.

Oh, and the occasion to learn how to long jump. Which, surprisingly, he was happy to do to indulge his daddy. And he wasn’t all that bad at it either.