To my own wonderful husband, who is an equally wonderful father. I have no doubt our kids will spend their entire lives loving him and laughing with him, while all their friends will want to hang out with him -- as was the case for my own father, who I am missing so much today. No psychology needed to see the connection there, or remind me that I am doubly fortunate. I know.
We are off on a week-long adventure today - Leo is going to camp, and we are going to spend Father's day and then a week with Seymour's folks, on their boat
(without Leo - which brings heart-reaming guilt, but I keep telling myself and anyone who will listen that if our boy's at camp, it doesn't matter where we are, and his boat excitement turns into cabin fever after 24 hours). Looking forward to a lovely week. With my husband.
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