My second Father’s Day was not one I would care to remember. I came down with a stomach virus at about 5am and spent the next 6 hours making trips to the bathroom for more than one reason… I was down for the count.

Needless to say, I missed out on the Father’s Day plans that we had to spend at my parent’s house with Mama B and Papa Roy as well. Instead, Julie took Reed to her parents to spend it with her dad, as well as allow me to get more rest with a quiet house.

I am blessed to have had such a great First Father’s Day, because this one was not one I care to remember.

RB