Here's some pictures from our Fathers' Day weekend. I am beyond grateful every day for my husband. Joseph could never have a better Daah. We were reminded of how much we love our Daah yesterday. Daah got in a car accident in which a stupid lady turned in front of him. My beloved 1997 Camry was totaled. The worst thing was that I drove up on the scene of it on my way to work and saw a fleet of police cars, fire department cars and an ambulance and my poor smooshed car. Poor Daah. His sore back is on the mend, though, and we are considering ourselves really lucky. A prime example of Daah's greatness is the fact that he called me as he was being loaded on a stretcher because he knew that I would soon be driving up on the accident and that I would freak out. Joseph got Daah a new baseball glove for Father's Day. He got himself one too, his very first glove - the smallest we could find, so he and Daah can practice when he starts tee-ball. WE LOVE YOU SOOOOOO MUCH!
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