while most weekends seem to whiz by painfully fast, this weekend seemed to drag on forever and we enjoyed every second together. dustin was so thrilled it was father’s day weekend, constantly chanting “father’s day!” every other minute or so. i think someone is excited to be a dada, or possibly it’s just the excitement of another holiday dedicated to him. we seemed to do a million different things over the two days: explored berkeley, geocached, played at the park, dipped in the pool, went out to eat for almost every meal, and dustin even managed to play 18 holes of golf. it was a perfect weekend.