Today was a good day.

It was hard because, H, you went to bed last night with a fever.

That meant that we, of course, had to skip the end-of-year pool party for your Halo Hoopsters team.

K was disappointed too because siblings we all invited to go.

Anyway, words were had, whining ensued, and a tear or two was possibly shed.

But, we salvaged the day.

See, mom read about this event by the mall, “Touch-a-truck.”

It was simply this big expo kind of event where organizations set up booths to hand out information and nick-nacks.

But with that, half the trucks in Lubbock were on display for kids to crawl around in.

There were tractors, excavators, dump trucks, moving trucks, police cars, swat wagons, city buses, school buses, utility trucks, gators, lawnmowers, and bulldozers.

We climbed on the all.

Truth be told, T, we went because of you.

It would never occur to me to take three girls under the age of 8 to a heavy equipment event – but girl – trucks are your thing.

You love them. You point them out everywhere we go and even talk about them at home.

Afterward, we went to Claire’s in the mall and then to Abuelo’s for lunch.

Like I said, it was a good day.

I love you.

-Dad