18.6.06
Día del Padre
My first as a papa. I spent my day hiking to the beautiful waterfalls at Chilasco with my 11-month-old, 23-lb son on my back for 3 hours. Amber made me delicious pancakes for breakfast and a mysterious dessert for this evening.
This was when my papa was the age I am now, back in 1980. I'm the short guy tapping him on the shoulder. We're at a Medieval festival in Florida.
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Family,
Fatherhood
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HAPPY BELATED FIRST FATHER'S DAY, ZAAK!!!!! You are a great Papa!
My daddy is Robi. I prefer to use 'papa' however, so you could have asked "Who's your papa? Come on, I said who's your papa?"
Thanks for asking Mr. Jones. BYE
You sure were a cute little guy Zaak, almost as cute as Blaise:) Oh and by the way I'm giving spelling lessons later if you're interested, heehee.
What the heck was the medieval fest in Florida?
Looks like you and your dad had that sense of adventure. You in Guatemala, him in Florida. Sometime in the future Blaise will be blogging about his dad and the adventures you took him on. That is if blogging will still be going on...it will probably be called something else. But he will still be telling someone about it.
Take a look at Zaak's expression and then at his Papa's...look at the eyes....the same eyes...cool, eh?
he was in Florida because his grandma and Aunt live there. Lucky guy travelling so young.
all 3 of you are the best looking guys I KNOW!
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