Emma, today we had to pull over into a parking lot on our drive home because you were crying in the car. I was holding you and you were looking over my shoulder at your daddy. You were so happy to be held and so you were looking at daddy with those beautiful bright eyes and they were more than he could handle. Daddy's eyes welled up with emotion just looking at you. He told me how blessed he felt to have you as his daughter. There is nothing quite like watching a daddy melt for his daughter.
Please Emma Jane, take it easy on him... his heart is in the palm of your tiny little hand.
We love you,
Mama
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