If today was a story, Daddy would be its bookends.
I woke up early to exercise, before you both were awake, and when I came back thirty minutes later, you were happily sitting at the table having a little breakfast. You are so tiny in that great big chair over there.
Then tonight, Daddy sat in the bathroom and kept you company while you took your bath.
He also sang to you, and laid you down in bed. It was sweet, sweet music.