Txt is good
Yesterday I stayed home in the morning to wake up with Dutch and read and play with him, knowing that I wouldn’t see him at the end of the day as had high school group.
At dinner time I sent a text message to Kari: “Tell Dutch daddy loves him.” She said that when Dutch heard the phone beep he said “Dada.” Then they took this picture — Dutch folding his hands in his “I love you” sign. Makes a father’s heart melt.
