Beautiful Sunday

My mom and dad decided to fast this week and dad ended his fast by giving Chloe a blessing. We started our day with a beautiful priesthood blessing to Chloe from her Papa and Dad. She is so loved and we have faith that she will be made whole. I am so grateful to my dad for his tremendous love for Chloe, his honoring the priesthood, and his faith.

Then we went to a family friend's baby blessing. Glen served his mission in Syracuse and hung out at my parent's house quite a bit during that time. They have remained good friends over the years and now we're also friends with his adorable wife, Leah. They recently had a baby girl, Austyn Sue, and she was blessed this morning. She is so tiny and just perfect. What a neat little family.

When I got home from hanging out with my parents, I was thinking a lot about my dad and the gratitude I have for him. I was remembering how when I was little, he would always play his guitar and sing on Sunday afternoons. He and I would always sing this song called Beautiful Sunday. I love my dad. Here are the lyrics I've had stuck in my head all day. They're kind of cheesy, but there's nothing wrong with cheesy when it comes to memories of your daddy.

My, my, my beautiful Sunday.
This is my, my, my beautiful day.
When you say, say, say, say that you love me....
My, my, my what a beautiful day.