It’s the day after my papi’s day. I didn’t want to forget to say this – my father is special. Oh yes, very special. I had originally written a long list of some of the most telling moments when I knew how much he loved me but… the lump in my throat made me erase them.
On this father’s day, I again was far away from my family. But they were doing what many Laredo families were doing – cooking out is inescapable! I know I had mentioned the Parade of Homes in a past post but I also went to babear (drool) at the remaining homes that I had missed on Sunday, father’s day. And guess what I was reminded of:
Here is an extra photo we shot of what I meant by frou frou – beautiful bathroom sink but I would hate to be the one to have to clean it: