For Father's Day we got together with the entire Johnson clan and headed to Wichita to celebrate the 3 fathers in our midst. Here is a chronicle of our evening.
We ate at Jimmie's Diner (which Addilyn kept calling Robin's but no one knows why). Tyler tried to use the timer to get a more complete shot of the group but as you can tell, the waiter walked in, in the middle of it.
After dinner we headed to Old Town so the kids could run through the fountain/sprinkler park.
Addilyn thoroughly enjoyed getting wet.
Tyler returning with Asher after one of his many attempts to escape (Asher's, not Tyler's). That boy was quite determined to take off and head out.
Doesn't it look like he's going to just drop her in a fountain? Such a mean uncle. Actually, I think he was chasing her and had just picked her up.
Running through the fountain.
Tyler sacrificing the dryness of his clothes to ensure that Asher gets the full fountain experience...such a good Daddy.
Run away!
More running (and screaming).
Checking out Grandma's shoes.
Sitting and chilling with Lily.
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