We let him sleep in. And Sassy opted for the traditional present: (happy) socks, hand-picked chocolates and a subscription for a fat kind of magazine that you'd never buy yourself. I think the socks will make him smile at work and think of his (happy) Little One.
We picnicked by the lake in the afternoon sun, eating olives, turkish dips and bread, and took Sassy on the miniature railway. K said it could be our little tradition.
Although it was his first Father's Day as a Papa, I think it was a hard day for K. He was missing, and remembering his own.
Meu Amor, I love the way you love your little girl. There is no better feeling than knowing we are three...Happy Father's Day to my own Dad. I hope you know how much I adore you.
Sounds perfect and everyone needs new socks.
ReplyDeleteSounds like a very special day. and that cake, wow! xxj
ReplyDeleteSounds perfect...we had a picnic lunch too to celebrate :) The presents Saskia bought her Daddy sound great, I bet he appreciated each and every one of them x
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