While we were playing out in the field behind our house, Fiona came up to me and said, "I have a be-yooo-tiful flower for you, Daddy!"
You think I'm going to tell her they're weeds? No way, baby.
I was touched, and went to fetch a camera to record the moment. Of course, that kind of attention doesn't go unnoticed. If Daddy reacts that way yo one flower...
...then a whole handful must be even better!
You'd be forgiven for confusing Fiona's hand and mine. Except for calluses and the ring, the only difference is size. It was one of the first things I noticed about her when she was born.
I briefly considered this as a means to dandelion control, but, for now, we'll be happy with sentiment. :-)
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