This year my dad decided for dinner with his side of the family we’d make homemade pizzas! Oh, how I love the man. Pizza is one of my favorite food groups, a major indulgence for me.

Dad, in his nature, bought six batches of dough so we could make a variety of kinds.

Lots of people, lots of personalities, mingling together over the celebration of the fathers in our lives.

Two very special people in my life: fiance and sister. It makes me happy when they interact with each other, and I hope and pray they always have a good relationship.

And this is just the bottom oven… We sat around watching the World Cup anticipating those delicious carbs.

We had all kinds of toppings — meats and vegetables and plenty of mozzerella cheese. Ohhhh yes.

A memorable one indeed.