Today was my first Father’s Day. Well, I guess it was dad’s first Father’s Day, too.

We went to Vail and drooled over skis,

I have no clue how to use these things. Mom says you need that white snow stuff first.

and ate at a Little Diner, (which is both the name and the description),

The Little Blogger made an appearance at the Little Diner. So fitting.

and then we hiked on something called a mesa. It was like a big flat table top.

Riding on dad's shoulders. Classic.

Happy First Father’s Day, dad! It was a good day, wasn’t it?