Friday, 30 August 2013
My little girl couldn’t wait until Sunday to give me a Father’s Day card because she wanted so desperately to show me the picture she drew of us standing together.
I can’t speak for other parents as to why they’re so proud of their children’s scribblings. For my part, it wasn’t long ago that this little girl was no more than a mindless poop machine. Now, she’s telling me in the only way she knows how that her life with me is all flowers and sunshine.
I never knew anything could be so pure.