Daddy’s girl
Zoe and I drove Q to the airport early this morning, and Zoe was quite sad as we bid him good-bye. Her big tears reminded me just how much of a daddy’s girl she is; at this point in her life, he’s pretty much the most important person in the world. She gets so excited when she hears him coming home in the evenings, and when they’re together she constantly crawls over to him and puts her arms out for a pick-up and hug. Seeing the two of them together makes me smile, and the picture below (taken last night) is a new fave of mine.
-M