Yesterday marked my first of what should be many father’s day celebrations. It is nice to all of a sudden have another day where breakfast should be made for me and another gift should be given. The day started like many, with a dirty diaper. Tiffany made it seem as though Natalie was was only wet, but no, Natalie’s special gift came wrapped in a diaper. Here you see me picking her up as she woke up for good on Sunday shortly before she wrapped her gift.
After a good night of sleep, Natale is always in a good mood. If you’re thinking my hair looks wet, it was, I got doused by a sprinkler in the yard just moments before. Tiffany made me pancakes for breakfast and gave me a couple framed pictures of Natalie and me. I held Natalie up by the stove and told her to pay attention so she could do this herself one day. It will probably be a few years. After relaxing at home for most of the day we headed over to Tiffany’s grandparents for dinner where we had beef tenderloin, salad, mashed potatoes and peanut butter pie for desert. All in all a good day. Only 364 days until the next one.
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