What better way for a dad to spend Father’s Day than swimming with his children?

We spent the afternoon with my parents and brother’s family, and when the weather proved to be good for swimming, the dads and kids hopped in.

There was lots of throwing of children in the air.

Some landed more painfully (i.e. horizontally) than others.

They also created the fastest whirlpool this pool has ever seen.

Hold on tight, Ruthie…

Poor Molly didn’t understand why all the other kids got to swim and she did not. One word for you, Molly…claws. They don’t get along well with pool walls.

I am thankful for the dads we celebrated this day, and even more grateful for God, the Father who loves His children perfectly.