You know, it's funny really. I was the one to carry her for nine months, and deal with neasea, sleepless nights and an expanding waist line. I was the one that had to get the epidural, dialate to 10 centimeters and deliver her. I am the one who wakes up in the middle of the night to feed her. And yet--she ADORES her daddy. I never thought I would be okay with watching my husband fall in love with another girl--but it is such a blessing to watch.
These pics made me tear up - with joy! I love Daddies and Daughters!
ReplyDeleteSo cute together.
Honey,
ReplyDeleteI love the pictures!!!
The first one--well I look pretty fat. No more late night ice cream.