This last week I had the pleasure of spending quality time with one my most favorite people in the world:

Dad, who is an elementary counselor and gets some extra time in the summer, decided to take my grandma to an event in Dallas and spend a couple days with Michael and I en route to the Lone Star state. Lucky us!
Thanks to my great and flexible boss, I was able to spend almost a full day with him (he was very patient when I had to attend to the crackberry!). We hung out, played with the granddog (he hates when I call him that) and then came downtown. Dad saw my office, killed a bit of time while I did a quick presentation, then we visited Kansas City's Liberty Memorial and WWI museum. What a terrific place.
The tower at the memorial

Is a centerpiece of the Kansas City skyline. Event though we're both a bit afraid of heights, we went to the top to take in the view.

Dad, who is an elementary counselor and gets some extra time in the summer, decided to take my grandma to an event in Dallas and spend a couple days with Michael and I en route to the Lone Star state. Lucky us!
Thanks to my great and flexible boss, I was able to spend almost a full day with him (he was very patient when I had to attend to the crackberry!). We hung out, played with the granddog (he hates when I call him that) and then came downtown. Dad saw my office, killed a bit of time while I did a quick presentation, then we visited Kansas City's Liberty Memorial and WWI museum. What a terrific place.
The tower at the memorial
Is a centerpiece of the Kansas City skyline. Event though we're both a bit afraid of heights, we went to the top to take in the view.
It was great...

This is where my office is...the headquarters of the world's largest greeting card company!

It was a bit scary, but it was OK...until a group of high school age boys came up and pretended to push each other off. I scolded them--"hey! Don't do that!"
This is where my office is...the headquarters of the world's largest greeting card company!
It was a bit scary, but it was OK...until a group of high school age boys came up and pretended to push each other off. I scolded them--"hey! Don't do that!"
I'm sure they made fun of the crazy lady on the tower.
The museum is terrific. It's the national WWI memorial...most of the others are in DC.
To get in, you walk over a field of poppies. Pretty moving. It's a fantastic history lesson and very moving. War is such an awful thing and I think it's good to remind ourselves of where our country has been.
Dad and I both enjoyed reading and wandering. Though it went unsaid, I think it made us both think a bit about our own war hero, from WWII.
How lucky we are to live in a country with history so chock-full of honorable men and women.
Thanks, Dad, for taking the time to come visit! Even if I am somewhat grown-up and have a family and home of my own...there is still nothing better than being a "daddy's girl!" I love you!





