Fathers and Fences

First of all, happy Father's Day to my amazing dad and father-in-law!

To my dad, thank you for:

• teaching me to love sports but also letting me be a girly-girl
• always letting me know that you love me
• being such a great example of service and sacrifice
• working so hard to provide for our family
• always supporting me, even if it meant sitting through three-hour long dance recitals just to see me on stage for five minutes
• taking the time to get to know and bond with John
• letting me stand on your toes when I was little so we could "dance"
• being willing to help me whenever I need it

To my father-in-law, thank you for teaching John how to be a good man. And for always making me feel so welcome and loved as part of the Morrey family. :)

Alright, sorry for the brief amount of cheesiness ... it's bound to happen every now and then. We started the (what we are learning will be) looooooooooooong process of putting in a fence yesterday with the help of John's dad, my dad and my brother Jason (and a smattering of help from me and John's mom--we left the heavy labor to the men). After a very long and tiring 10-hour day, we have nearly all of the 40 or so fence post holes dug. That might not sound like much, but you haven't seen our soil. Parts of it are FULL of rocks--and we're not talking pebbles. Let's just say they made digging the holes a pain and very time-consuming, so we're pretty happy with what we were able to accomplish yesterday. The next step will be finishing digging the post holes by hand (oh joy), then setting the posts in concrete. I'm just looking forward to having it all in so we can move on to the fun stuff--buying trees and shrubs and making our backyard pretty. :)

John (apparently announcing his pregnancy), my dad and my brother Jason