Be you BBQ-ing, napping all day, or (like me) compelled to actually complete a long list of Honey-Do’s, Wry Baby wishes you the bestest of Father’s Days.
Like Father like son. My Boy and I goof it up outside Frye’s Roller Rink in North Carolina. It’s our firm belief that you CANNOT roller skate, at a rink, without tube socks, wrist bands and other Seventies regalia. Apparently, no one felt like-wise, but they let us stay.
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June 26th, 2009 at 2:40 pm
I know this is going to sound odd, but I really like the shoes dad is wearing in this photo. The orange laces and that shoe is pretty much exactly the style for which I’ve been shopping for a while. Can you tell me the brand??
July 7th, 2009 at 2:59 pm
Hi Adrienne! Sorry to take so long getting back to you. Still shoe shopping? They are Pumas!
Best,
Kelly and Dave