Happy Father’s Day, papa Nathan! You’re the best baby-daddy a girl and offspring could ask for. It’s funny, I keep remembering how the first couple of months of daddyhood, Nate would look at me with complete disbelief and say, “Hol, we’re parents. We made him.” We did, indeed.
The little man we made decided to give daddy (and mama) the best Father’s Day present ever last night: He slept in his crib. All night. This morning we woke up to the sound of his happy feet kicking the musical aquarium on and off. What a great sound.