Happy Father's Day

Despite Daddy having bronchitis, I think he had a good Father's Day.  Last night, he decided he wanted to take a drive North and eat at a brick oven pizza place he saw a few weeks ago.  Grandma H met us at the house and we took off early so we could beat the crowd.  The pizza was fabulous!  Collin must have been hungry because he ate three large pieces of pizza and then wanted ice cream...probably only because we talked about it during lunch.  The rest of us needed to walk around a little first before we could eat anything else.  There was a nice water fountain area by the man-made river.  Collin wanted several "monies" so he could throw them in the water.  It was a little more challenging to do this because the bodies of water were next to each of the steps.  Here is Grandma H going down the steps one by one as Collin makes a wish (he had no idea what this meant) before he threw the money in the water. 

At the bottom of the steps was the river.  Collin liked watching a little girl throw bread to the fish and watch them all go for the bread.  Then we saw a HUGE turtle swimming over to eat too.  Daddy met up with us and we started walking down the path along the river.  Collin and I thought it was funny that the fish swam with us as we walked thinking that we were going to feed them. 

We did eventually make it to the ice cream place.  Collin picked his usual "banilla" and wanted some sour candy on it.  He ate all of the candy and, each time, made a hilarious face when eating it because of the sour taste.  He then only ate 7 or so more bites before he announced he was full.  Daddy was exhausted so we went home so the boys could take a nap instead of shopping like we originally planned.  Well...Grandma H and I still shopped while the guys slept. 

Here Daddy is opening his presents from Collin before we left for lunch.  Collin colored on the gift bag and included a drawing of him, Daddy, me and Nicholas (not sure why he included Nicholas).  We were standing by trees and on top of a truck.  Creative, right?

Daddy first opened the piggy bank truck that Collin painted at a local pottery place.  He picked out the truck and it had to be a piggy bank because "Daddy used to drive a truck" and "He needs a place to put all of his monies".  Collin picked out the colors he wanted to use which were red, black, grey and brown.  I thought he did a great job with it. 

Here is the picture frame that he picked out for me to paint.  He also picked the colors.  When he saw that I wrote Dad, he wanted wanted me to paint Dad on the bumper of his truck in red, which I did.  Daddy seemed to really like both of his gifts. 

Here are the gifts closer up.

Now that Daddy knows what we got him, I can post the pictures of Collin painting his masterpiece.  We did this a month ago after I picked him up from school one day.

I am sure he is giving me instructions in this picture

I love his concentration when he is drawing or doing anything artsy.