AKA: Fathers and Sons.
You see this is the politically correct way, 'Priesthood Encampment.'
It is said such so as not to discriminate from those who are not Fathers. Or from those who do not have Sons. Or from those Sons who have lost Fathers. Or from those Fathers who have lost Sons.
This said Fathers and Sons is this weekend. Yet another reason why May is hard.
Daxton would have been old enough to play in the dirt, make a mess of the food, escape into the woods, and be very unhelpful setting up the tent. AND he would have been the perfect age to pee in trees, make a fort with sticks, and drop his hot dog in the fire.
One day there will be a Fathers and Sons. And MY son will be able to go with his FATHER.
Until then. Maybe we can borrow yours :)
5 comments:
love ya doug and britt and girls and boy!
you're in our thoughts and prayers this month and next and always, but especially this month and next!
love ya bunches-that one day will be such a joyous perfect day!
love ya
max and marinda and kids
Hugs!!
You can borrow mine.. He really likes uncle doug!!!! he always thinks I'm talking to him on the phone!
I'm thinking of you every day. You can borrow my boys any time. If you give them pancakes,fruit snacks,mac and cheese,cars,and sticks they will be your best friend. ;) love you cuzin
You can borrow any of mine ANYTIME!! :)
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