Day before yesterday we had our second child, and you laughed.
This morning amidst the chaos of toaster waffles, sippy cups, violin cases and lost tennis shoes chased by 'where are my keys?', surrounded by the clutter of Matchbox cars and permission slips and unfolded laundry and junk mail needing filing you were there making sure everyone was headed to where they needed to go with the stuff they needed to have with them. And you had a smile on your face.
Our boys are really lucky to have you. So am I.
Happy Father's Day.
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