The kids were ALL at Camp last week and we finally were all back together for a couple of hours yesterday. I was able to wrangle a picture because it was Father's Day :) We tried to go boating but Frederick wasn't feeling well (doesn't look it in this picture but by then he'd had some food, rest, and medicine) so Frederick and I stayed back at camp and the others (plus a friend) went out to the lake. There were a few gifts: A UTC DAD t-shirt and grill cover. (Margaret is there. . .hidden by Marie) Reflecting, as I often do in the early morning, I came upon this: November 17, 1998 - probably about 6 a.m. I know we became parents when we started caring for my body and the child growing inside, but this was the last picture taken of "just the two of us". My mom, dad, and sister were all there that morning. . .we had arrived at the hospital sometime before 5 and at this time the baby was still named "Amy Robert" -- ha!
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