"Papaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"
Daylight savings means we are able to meet Papa at the ferry every now and then.
You don't have to ask Quincy twice if he is keen. Clearly.
At dinner I asked Jeremy what his favorite part of the day was and he quickly replied, "seeing Quincy at the ferry." The feeling was mutual. Quincy responded to the question in the same way.
Sweet. But do you see what I see? A two-year-old who is dressed nicer than a man who just returned from a day at the office. In the city. There is no dress code at the white box. Clearly.
eta: Jeremy was acting all offended when he read this, until I pointed out the jeans, hiking boots, and HOODIE.
posted by Christina at 9:20 pm
4 Comments:
awwww how sweet. My DH loves the squeal he gets when he picks up Lydia.
so he is still in the white box?
so adorable and so great that the white box still is in fact a white box--i would say there is no need to dressup! Thanks for sharing all these wonderful pictures and moments with Q! another group of beautiful blog entries!
oh...love kt!
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