I took this picture of my dad and nephew this past Christmas. They got matching sweaters as presents.
My nephew is actually gorgeous; he just looks a little toady in this picture. But I love how my dad looks.
This is how I like to think of him. Smiling, laughing, full of life.
Last night my dad asked the nurse call my mom. He wanted to tell her that he loves her. He still can't talk, so the nurse said the words.
Then the nurse put the phone up to my dad's ear so my mom could tell him back that she loves him. And he made kissing noises into the phone.
He can't talk, but he can blow kisses.
Every day is better.