The Fall of a Father

 This is my dad.

He is standing on a train.  Pretty cool, hunh?  I took this picture when he and my mom and youngest brother came to visit a month ago.  

Exhibit B: Proof that my dad and I were actually together.  :)  We are in Rocky Mountain National Park because my dad came to see me to get peaches and see mountains.  This satisfies demand number two obviously.

Yesterday my dad fell off a ladder.  He broke his wrist.  Guess how I found out.  My brother's facebook page.  Not cool.  So I called home IMMEDIATELY to make sure Dad was okay.  He said he was.  I am super-glad that he is because I love him.  I wonder when they would have told me if Isaac hadn't posted this to facebook.  I'm guessing in a month or so--or maybe Christmas time, at which point everyone would be surprised that I didn't know.  (Sort of like Cookie and Tiesha.)  That's how we roll in the Janssen household.  :)