To a father who is growing old nothing is dearer than a daughter.
~ Euripides (Greek playwright)
Before Claire, I used to dress Bogey in silly costumes and make him pose for pictures. Now I bribe Claire with cupcakes to make her sing me Happy Birthday on video. My life is so hard...
* Update: Notice all the dead trees in the backyard. It turns out it's Dutch Elm Disease. It's the ash trees that are healthy, but the elm trees are not doing so hot. Apparently I didn't listen very well to the arborist that was here earlier this week. Then again, listening never was my strong suite. What?