It feels so good to be my daughter’s hero. This morning I was holding her (the 2yr old) on my right hip and poured a juice single handedly with my left hand. She leans away from me so she has room to clap and quickly and repeatedly pats her hands together while cheering “yeah Daddy!” with a BIG smile on her face.
My life doesn’t have a soundtrack yet (unless my sound track is Art of Noise or Stomp) but I certainly do have a cheering squad!
