Father’s Day Weekend

I found it a wonderful, happy coincidence that the weekend we brought Junior home was Father’s Day weekend. Doesn’t Father’s Day look good on Martin? (It does.)

Obviously, things were very low-key. It was all about getting settled in with a newborn in the house.

Never underestimate the soothing effect of a good face smoosh.
Family paparazzi.

“Dad, why did you marry Mom?”

“A green card.”

“Mom!!! Did you hear Dad?! That can’t be true!”

“No, no, it’s okay. I married your Dad because he makes some awesome chicken fajitas.”

The kids have been on this kick lately asking about our relationship: how we met, our ages, about anniversaries, etc. Good thing I have most of that documented already because at this stage, the answers vary!!

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Big Sister couldn’t hold it together when he showed us once again that his selfie game is so on point.