Happy girl.
Izzy loves her puzzles.
Sittin' pretty.
Loving her sweet potatoes.
Fishing lessons.
New old toys.
Father's Day. Their shirts read, My dad is rad.
Mark bought Izzy a fishing pole this week, because him and Izzy are in a fishing tournament this weekend. He wanted to get her use to the pole. She loved it. What she loved even more was Mark casting the line and she would chase the fish that came with it. Good way to wear her out before bedtime. They were suppose to do the tournament but Mark got called into work. So later that night he took her to the park to try fishing and it wasn't so successful. They will try again later.
Sunday was Father's Day. Mark worked in the basement. Great day, huh! Izzy played at the neighbors all day. She came back with a bruised arm and eye. Those girls play hard. That night we went to Lazlos for dinner and had a nice dinner after Izzy's finger stopped bleeding. Yes, I pinched Izzy's finger in the lock on the bathroom stall. I felt horrible. She got beat up this weekend. Oh well, let kids be kids, right.
Hope all is well.
Ari
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