In celebration of J.Atlas’ first birthday we hung up 12 pictures, one from each month of his first year. Carrying him in my left arm, I walked down the row of pictures pointing to each one and saying “Johnny!” When we reached the end of his pictures, there was a picture of Jen and me. He touched the picture of me and said “Dada”
It was heart melting! I was startled and touched far more than I ever could have expected.
Then he pointed to a clock on the mantel and said “Dada”
2 thoughts on “Father Time”
But you look like a clock.
I can’t argue with truth.