So Father's Day was a bit weird this year - wanna guess why? Yep, because I'm a Father. Seriously, for the first 5.75 months I just felt like some guy who changed diapers, kept Sara's spirits up when the feeding thing was difficult and got to spend a lot of time with a cutie-patuttie named Elsa. But then, alas, June 21st rolled around, my parents came out to DC, Elsa was in a great mood and oogling at me like I was a saint with one of those little halos over my head and Sara seemed particularly happy that I was her dude of choice. Ahhh Father's Day!
In addition to feeling like a champ for the day, Sara and Elsa got me a super fun present - tickets to the Cubs game!!! I sure hope the Cubbies can beat the Nationals - everyone else certainly can. Since my old Cubs shirt is getting pretty stained, Sara was nice enough to get me a new one, unfortunately I'm not sure I'm going to be able to fit in it - bet I know someone who might though!
So Father's Day was a bit weird this year - wanna guess why? Yep, because I'm a Father. Seriously, for the first 5.75 months I just felt like some guy who changed diapers, kept Sara's spirits up when the feeding thing was difficult and got to spend a lot of time with a cutie-patuttie named Elsa. But then, alas, June 21st rolled around, my parents came out to DC, Elsa was in a great mood and oogling at me like I was a saint with one of those little halos over my head and Sara seemed particularly happy that I was her dude of choice. Ahhh Father's Day!
In addition to feeling like a champ for the day, Sara and Elsa got me a super fun present - tickets to the Cubs game!!! I sure hope the Cubbies can beat the Nationals - everyone else certainly can. Since my old Cubs shirt is getting pretty stained, Sara was nice enough to get me a new one, unfortunately I'm not sure I'm going to be able to fit in it - bet I know someone who might though!
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