Well, we don't actually have a cat, but you get the idea. I'm rescuing LOs again. Thought I would work on this one:

"Walking with Daddy" aka fancy scissor overload. And there is so much journaling to be done here. Where's the story? Like even though Daddy was working three jobs and going to college full time at Belhaven for his second degree, he still found time on Saturday mornings to take Julian for walks around our scenic old neighborhood. Sometimes Julian rode in the stroller, sometimes he walked and occasionally he rode on Daddy's shoulders. It must have seemed like he was on top of the world to ride on Daddy's shoulders.

The days when Julian walked on his own were a celebration of his accomplishments. He didn't start walking until he was 19 months old--just a month before these pictures were taken. Note the special black shoes. He wore those for the first 4 years of his life.

Oh and look at that hair! Joal grew his hair out for his role as a pirate in Pirates of Penzance just before Julian was born. And then he kept it. I don't have any really good pictures of his mane, so I have to be happy with the few I do have. I love the man with long hair.
Definately an excellent candidate for a do-over!
{Miss you Dubbie. Wanna go on a date to Home Depot?}

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