‘Ημέρα πατέρων’ is Fathers Day here in Greece and since we celebrated it here in Greece that’s what we’ll call it. The Day of the Father. And what a wonderful Father Randy is. When I’m at the end of my rope and Adam is driving me bananas as only a two and a half year old can or Malcolm won’t nap as only a five month old can, Randy steps in and manages to get Adam laughing and out of his bad mood and Malcolm to sleep, sometimes simultaneously. In his spare time he’ll whip up all us some delicious lunch with whatever is on hand. Impressive.
I sent Randy out for a morning run and stayed behind to get breakfast ready. Ah Greece, how I love your yogurt, honey, fruit, bread, cheese! Is there a better breakfast than this? Peaches, plums, nectarines and cherries are all scarce and very expensive in the Philippines so I’ve been sure to eat a bowl of cherries and a peach a day.
I love that Adam sits down everyday and asks for yogurt and ‘henny’.
After our yummy breakfast we took some pictures with the man of the hour.
Me too, me too as Adam says.
Look at this guy, he makes parenting look easy and super cute 🙂
After our photo shoot there were a couple hours in there that we probably shouldn’t rehash. Let’s just say two days back in diapers for our trip over here did not help our potty training and we had a bit of standoff. Randy went off to the beach to set up the tent (oh that tent) while I stayed behind to deal with this.
After an hour and a half and a lot of bribery (note cell phone in hand) we finally were able to head down to the beach. And after another 20 minutes we were able to successfully build the tent…which we enjoyed for all of twenty minutes before everyone got tired and we had to head home. Randy stayed behind to dismantle the tent and i headed home with both boys (nothing says happy fathers day like dismantling a tent in the blazing sun). The walk is a short one, except when you’re carrying a baby and have a super tired toddler who wants to be held. Longest 20 minutes ever! But we made it and everyone got to enjoy a yummy lunch. Why yes, I am going to have a Greek salad every day while I’m here.
and Randy snuck in some of this.
Once the boys were up we all showered up we went up to Hora to have a Fathers meal to celebrate having this guy in our lives.
Hora is a town built on top of the mountain that overlooks the port. You have to drive up a windy mountain road, park and walk the rest of the way.
But let me tell you, that drive and walk are so worth it when you come into the main square and see this.
This place is for sure our idea of heaven. If we could live one place it would be right here, in this square, eating this plate of food! I’m so glad we got to spend Father’s Day here. I would be hard pressed to find someplace that I could say is as wonderful as Randy is, but this right here, comes pretty close.
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OMG can Randy get posted there? Look at that food and what a gorgeous family. Cute post Fo! xxx
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