And then he was cranky.
And then he was fine.
After a hard day of shopping, we finally returned home. One last cuddle before Grandpa left.
Then it was just the two of us again.
I'm pretty sure he was plotting some evil plan.
After a relaxing evening, he was back to his non-evil genius self. And ready for bed.
"Come here...I want to whisper something to you." |
"Goodnight, Daddy." |
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