Eliza was all over her Daddy at Mass this morning.
She was hugging and nuzzling and snuggling and loving him while grinning her little grin that makes her eyes scrunch up and disappear and you think her cheeks are going to burst from grinning so hard.
Just being with her Dad made her so happy that every time I caught her eye she just burst into gleeful giggles. We had trouble keeping her quiet in church - she was too happy. It is quite likely that she is so delighted to sit with her Daddy and just love him for an hour every Sunday, but as it is Father's Day I was sentimentally paying much closer attention.
Being a most wise judge of character, Eliza has chosen her Daddy as her most favorite, most loved person in the whole wide world. She knows how good he is, and how much he loves her, and her face just tells it all about him. I don't think there can be anything that makes a mother's heart happier than seeing her husband and children love each other. Father's Day is a beautiful day for just basking in that love.
(On top of all that, the dude hit a home run at the church picnic.)
