One of my favorite pictures. It’s my Dad and I out at the farm house we lived in, outside of Spangle, WA. I think I’m standing on a ’55 or ’56 GMC Pickup. I’m 2 years old and my dad is 35 in this picture.
Now that I have a newborn son I look at this photo differently than I did just two weeks ago. Before, I just saw a cute photo – a happy dad and son. But I now see just how happy and proud my dad is. I totally understand what he’s feeling here. That weird pure joy your child can give you.