So last night was the long-anticipated Daddy-Daughter Date Night at Chick-fil-a that Pack RSVP'd to a few weeks ago. And I'll be honest...until last night, I swore he only did it to have a night eating a CFA sandwich in peace without having to keep an eye on two wild little boys in the play area. Who could blame him?
But when he was on his way home from work, he called me to make sure his girl was "dressed pretty." When he got home, he walked in the door and passed right by Penn, Jude, and Me to make sure Anna girl got the full effect of his greeting. He was holding a flower which he placed right into her eager little arms (and went directly to her drooly little mouth, of course). Side note: I love that the first flower a boy ever gave her was from her Daddy.
Anna isn't even one yet. She's not going to remember tonight, but I have a feeling that one day her standards are going to be sky-high for picking a boy to date (and then marry). For that, I am so thankful!
But when he was on his way home from work, he called me to make sure his girl was "dressed pretty." When he got home, he walked in the door and passed right by Penn, Jude, and Me to make sure Anna girl got the full effect of his greeting. He was holding a flower which he placed right into her eager little arms (and went directly to her drooly little mouth, of course). Side note: I love that the first flower a boy ever gave her was from her Daddy.
Anna isn't even one yet. She's not going to remember tonight, but I have a feeling that one day her standards are going to be sky-high for picking a boy to date (and then marry). For that, I am so thankful!
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