A Day to Remember

This past Saturday was my dad's 77th birthday.  Wow, that's old!

Since my brother and his family moved to Boone, NC, we don't get to see them all that often, so I suggested to my brother that maybe we could all meet in Knoxville (the halfway point) on that day.  He was agreeable.  My dad was thrilled with the idea.  My mom joined us as well.

We decided to meet at the Cracker Barrel in Kodak, TN, just east of Knoxville, since there was a UT game that day and we didn't want to get caught up in the crowd.  After lunch we drove to Jefferson City to Cherokee Dam Park and spent some time there.

My niece, Grace, who has recently started playing the flute (which thrills me to no end), gave us a mini-concert.  

Before we left, his grandchildren sang a lovely rendition of "Happy Birthday" to my dad.

 

All in all (well, aside from that), it was a wonderful day.  It was great to see my brother and his family, and Cooper loved hanging out with his cousins.  I believe my dad, as well as the rest of us, were very blessed by it all.

Happy birthday, Papaw!