Just Like My Dad...


Wanted to post this...it's from Christmas, but it's a great candid shot of Matt with Judah and William. The cool thing is that those stools have been there at Grandma's house for almost 40 years...Matt used to sit in them when he was little...waiting to open presents just like his kids do now. I just love when my kids experience or do some of the things I did (or Matt) when I was young. I think because I like to look at everything generational...pass the good down to our children.

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