Being a child of a single mom for a lot of my young life, I missed out on these types of moments.
What a treasure for my young daughters: Daddy-Daughter Date Nite. Beau takes each of the girls on dates throughout the year.
On Friday night, Beau & K Belle went to one of our favorite sushi restaurants. K Belle consumed more sushi than Beau. Here’s a few pics taken with Beau’s phone, so excuse the blurriness.



They shared some tender moments of conversation about trust, boys, and growing up.
I still remember this little baby girl who used to say “lemolade” and “Could I please get some turning up?” when she wanted me to turn up the radio in the car. I remember her “I not like raisins” said with a scowl on her face, and the 10-20 books she forced me to read to her every day. I remember her sweet, innocent singing that filled our home and best of all, I remember rocking and singing her to sleep every night … 3-4 songs and she was out.
Tonight, I got so sentimental that I watched a video … yes, videotape … of her first and second birthdays. Then, I found this DVD. She was in an old Father’s Day commercial we did at the church. She’s the four-year-old with the “Drama Queen” t-shirt on. Some of the accents here are pretty thick. You Northerners ain’t got nothin’ on us.
Seriously, treasure EVERY moment … even the poop.