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I have about 2.5 minutes to get this blog post up before another busy weekend full of pics.  It's been hectic at work and at the end of the day, I sit at the computer to blog about last weekend's awesome festivities and without fail, always end up with nothing.  There is way too much thinking going on at work as of late and by the time I get home, I have absolutely nothing to say.  Weird, right?  So here it is!  My belated Father's Day post!

We were very lucky to have family on both sides in town last weekend for Father's Day.  First, Nana and Tata came into town.


We did a lot of L.A. things like attend the reopening of Echo Park!  

Daddy, Uncle Scott, and Buggy all made it on the Fox 11 news that night!  Check it out!
Celebrity status, right?  :)


On Father's Day I woke up to these two sleeping beauties...still asleep.

Then we stopped by Mama and Papa's house to see Lola Mommy and Lola Jo. They came all the way from the East Coast to see Papang for Father's Day!


Papang is making a ton of progress.  He's up and walking, eating, and even remembering everyone's names!


There she goes!  Lo is on the move!

Later that afternoon we headed to Uncle Scott's for a Father's Day BBQ, where Nana and Buggy showed Mommy some of their silly faces!


Bug also managed to pull off some of Uncle Scott's flowers.  (Sorry about that, Uncle Scott!)


Monday morning, Daddy went golfing with Uncle Scott, Nana, and Tata.  So while Bug was at school, Mommy had time to hang out with Lo, one-on-one. :)  She totally loves me, right? :)


That night, we had Tata and Nana came over for dinner and did a bunch of storytime with Buggy.


The three of them are so cute, are they not?  :)  Yeah, Bug's shirtless...again.

Photo credit:  Bug.  Bye, bye, Nana and Tata!  We love you and miss you already!


We had a ton of fun last weekend and we're sad to see all of our loved ones go.  Time goes by so quickly and we wish everyone lived nearby.  Until next time!

God Bless,
Kat

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