Like father, like daughter. We get ’em started early with the music around here.
I’m surprised at how much this actually does look like both of us, and yes, she really did say it was a picture of us.
I have worried sometimes that maybe Amanda has too many “masculine” toys to play with – lots of cars, things like that, and she often shows little interest in “girly” things – but after seeing this I don’t think we have too much to worry about.
For the alcoholic who has everything . . .
I only wish I’d been able to capture the semi-animated resurrection immediately after this at this church’s immense light display. There are just some things that should not be represented with dinky Christmas lights . . . and I’m not a religious person.