When the girls and I were brainstorming about how to celebrate Father’s Day, Katherine suggested we play mini golf. We have a great little course attached to a golf course down the street from us so it was the perfect idea. And pretty sweet too. Rob has been playing a lot of golf lately so Katherine must have thought this was something he would enjoy on his special day.

Father’s Day is a weird day for me. I’m always happy to celebrate with Rob but sad that Dad’s not here. It makes for a strange combination of emotions. As we watched part of the U.S. Open this afternoon, I knew that if Dad were here, we’d be annoyed that he was stealing the remote and hitting mute so that he could provide the commentary instead. As life goes though, we miss him today, remote stealer and all.

Happy Father’s Day to all the dads with us and not…