I could hear a neighboring camper snoring in the night while I sat up reading my book. I could also hear the sounds of I40 nearby; that's how 'quiet' it got. I heard Tim get up and leave. I knew it was early. I wasn't sure how early. He didn't come back for a long time. I figured he must have gone back home to take care of the dogs and cat.
I greeted Tim with a kiss and a Happy Father's Day, well, at the second go round, since I wasn't awake enough to remember to say it the first time. MiMi got up shortly after and joined us.
The girls then presented Tim with their 'gifts' from the day before: the crown, cards and apron.
There was yet another activity after the dad ceremony: kickball. But we bailed on that one. We were ready to get home. We gave Leigh our best and I gave my big hug goodbye, even though, most likely, I'll see her tomorrow or sometime next week. She just did an amazing job with this thing and a hug can't even give the message as to how much I appreciate it.
The rest of the day was a lounge around day. I finished my book. Slept. A lot. The girls disappeared into their room. Tim napped. We finished Horrible Bosses. Watched Sherlock Holmes Part Two. Supernatural.