Happy Father’s Day to my dad (far right). Whenever I think of hanging out with my dad, I think of hilarious moments. For example, when we went on family road trips, we kids would always have our noses buried in books, so whenever we’d drive by something beautiful, he’d simply yell, “View!” He also taught us the genius of big family lunches (with spicy soups) and adventurous bike rides. I love you. xo

P.S. Is my dad’s wavy hair not totally rad?
P.P.S. Is my uncle wearing a top hat?
P. P.P.S. Is my grandfather wearing Groucho Marx glasses? (If so, awesome. If not, even awesomer.)