I have lots to catch up on. But, well, probably won't. So let's start at Father's Day and go from there!
We had a royal feast for Tay on Father's Day.
B adores his dad.
I adore all of the men in my life.
Here with me, in Tokyo, and in Heaven.
As always, we missed Papa B.
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Isn't it fun to celebrate Fathers?! Beck even looks kissable when ye has sweet potatoes(?) dribbling from his bottom lip. (Although I'd certainly aim a little higher -- such as the top of his head.) Thanks for being such a great daughter! Love multitudes . . . X O : )
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