Hobo Picnic

So because there was this Mother's Day tea, they had to do something for Father's Day, right? Of course. Well, they didn't have to, but it sure was nice. I think that our neighborhood is really uncommon in that the fathers are really active in both the school and the community. Most of us work from home so we are as available to be parent helpers as the mothers are. 

Anyway, we had this hobo picnic on Monday the 8th of June for all the fathers and I think that all 23 of us were there. That really is nice to see. 

Interestingly about London's school, Llewellyn, is that it is right next to a giant funeral home/mortuary/mausoleum compound. Yes, compound. it is huge and old. Palatial, but in a creepy Don Quixote meets Edgar Allen Poe kind of way.  So as we were walking past this facility on our way to the park for the picninc—that is 4 kindergarten classes, 100 kids—a giant truck pulled up and started unloading caskets. 

Good fun.

He is growing up so fast. 

**That present you can see on the table in front of London was my Father's Day present. It is a beautiful stepping stone with his handprints on it.