so i was perusing the internets and lookit what i found.

oh my dear lord. i mean seriously. you haven't seen anything this cute since you last looked at those pictures of my babies at the park. (refresher)

anyway. i love daddies. i applaud the daddies who are doing it by themselves, and doing a kick ass job of it. i pray for those single daddies raising two girls under age five. and kicking ass at it.

i love my daddy. always there to talk to. always there to listen. even from a million and one hundred billion miles away. ok, oklahoma is about 400 miles away, but same difference. i love him.

and of course, i especially love the daddy who lives in our humble abode . . . making it a home. he's taken on the role of stay-at-home daddy. he's doing a better job of it than i would, as i would be bald and rocking myself in the corner of my closet with clumps of my own hair in my hands after 9 hours home alone (everyday) with the little monsters. he's one of three of my favorite people and i'm beyond lucky.

like, so lucky.