Speaking Of Dads

One of my favorite parts about vacation is having almost my entire family in one place...under one roof. I absolutely LOVE it. Of course, it would be better if everyone could come on vacation every year...but I'll take what I can get!!

Sure it can be crazy, chaotic, loud, messy...oh...and did I mention messy and loud? All of that pales in comparison to the comfort I get in just having us together.

It's true that we all live close to each other...and we see each other a lot more often than other families. Be that as it may, there is something about living in a "family compound" that appeals to me. Seriously. I'm greedy like that.

Not only would I be surrounded by my best friends, I'd also be able to spend more time with this beautiful man:



















I "blame" him for my love of family.

It's something we all learned through Dad's example. The fact that I've elevated that love of family into a pathological need...well...that's all on me.