Last year I said I was blessed to know a wonderful father. Mine. Fun. Always present. My biggest fan.
Enthusiastic. Always good to me. I have been lucky to have him around helping me figure out how to be who I want to be. I'm glad he gets to be around to know Nathan and Nathan gets to know him. The distance between us makes me sad, but hopefully it is a temporary one. In the meantime, we'll spend a lot of time at airports. Just like this.
This year I know another wonderful father. Dave. I have explained
before how I feel like he shoulders more than his share of the parenting load. He makes our son laugh like no one else can. I am lucky to share parenthood with someone who can make up a song about
poopy diapers. I knew he would be a great father. I am glad to say I am right. Nathan adores him, and as you can see, the feeling is mutual.
This year I know another wonderful father. Dave. I have explained before how I feel like he shoulders more than his share of the parenting load. He makes our son laugh like no one else can. I am lucky to share parenthood with someone who can make up a song about poopy diapers. I knew he would be a great father. I am glad to say I am right. Nathan adores him, and as you can see, the feeling is mutual.
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