I'm having a nice quiet father's day. It would be better if Theresa were here. She's doing her seventh straight day at work, but then she'll get several days off in a row (I hope).
Ailish skipped the sprinkler and is reading as I speak, in a shady corner:

Shana's playing with a homemade bow and arrow, which fortunately doesn't shoot far:

And the dog is doing what dogs do, sleeping:
