happy father’s day
I love this photo. It kind of reminds me of something Norman Rockwell might stage for a painting. Cash does this fake crying face when he catches a glimpse of me…not that he’s a Mama’s boy or anything.
This girl, though–she’s mostly a Dadda’s girl. She helped make him a special chocolate pie, which she is doubly excited about helping him eat.
And since it is Father’s Day, I think I’ll mention just how glad I am for three good fathers in my life. My very own Papa, my very nice and sweet father in law, and that there hot n’ spicy man we call Dadda.
Yep, that one.
I’m so grateful for all of them, and the different roles they play in my life. I’m especially glad for the strong love and care David gives to our three kids. Thanks, Baby. You rock.
(We miss you, Caleb. If you were here, we’d do our best to squeeze you onto his lap, too. It might be a little tight.)
Happy Father’s Day to three great men. Sorry, but only one of them gets the pie.
Happy Father’s day to the wonderful men in your life!
Very cute about the 3 fathers!