I'm not sure when these pictures were taken or what the occasion we were celebrating, but these are the things I do know.
What my Daddy's hands look like.
How much I love and miss my Papa.
My Dad always has a face and eyes that are tired and worn out and he can make the maddest of mad or the saddest of sad. And above all this, I love him.
This little cutie pie still makes me laugh until my stomach hurts.
This little mini-me still loves her Mama ferociously and I love her way more than she could ever love.