And there he is.
It’s not about being a perfect dad. His kid still had chocolate on her face for the entire two hours. His shirt had a spit-up stain on the shoulder. He tripped over a toy truck twice.
But he showed up. He tried. And he did it with a gentleness that made me feel like maybe the world isn’t entirely doomed.
I have a crush. A big one.
And there he is.
It’s not about being a perfect dad. His kid still had chocolate on her face for the entire two hours. His shirt had a spit-up stain on the shoulder. He tripped over a toy truck twice.
But he showed up. He tried. And he did it with a gentleness that made me feel like maybe the world isn’t entirely doomed.
I have a crush. A big one.
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