I had a grand and great day on my second Father's Day. I was thinking of writing in voluble fashion all about what it means to me to be a dad, or point out all the delightful things about my boy, or the things I've been learning over the last year about and from my relationship with my son, my own dad, and my Heavenly Father, but I'm not feeling particularly long-winded, so in the end, I'll just say that I'm so glad to be Da-da, and I'm ever so grateful for The Wife for everything she has done to make me one.
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| Now THAT'S what I call breakfast in bed... |
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| First time on the tramp, one millionth time in my heart. (Oh, so squishy!) |
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| My Father's Day sketchbook contribution (done a few weeks before, also posted on our art blog.) He has his moments, but I still love that boy so. |
Happy belated Father's Day, fathers of the world!
