Sweet Patrick. The family picnicked at the Sparks Marina
Patrick was there when we arrived. He saw the Kayak and was ready to go,
memories of last week's camping sharp to him.
We carried him in the kayak to our picnic spot.
He emptied the kayak of everything.
Then he rode with his Auntie Brooke on her SUP.
He's getting brave - wants to hang feet over,
touch the water,
lay down on his tummy with his hands underneath his chin.
Love.
A granddaughter, a grandson.
Their parents.
A kind, patient husband who loves his family.
Celebrate. Give thanks. Everyday.
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