becoming Jack's Daddy...

and then Molly's Daddy...

one for each hand, is perfect.



We went to church, and then went to lunch for Father's Day. Molly wore a perfect new dress, that Daddy picked out.

"I love Daddy because...
he helps me go to bed,
he takes me to Dave & Buster's, and
he helps me find the remote".
Jack, Father's Day, 2009
1 comment:
I forgot how i looked with hair.
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