Last Friday, I went to visit Wee Lass at her daycare, for a father-daughter event (chronicled here, earlier). As part of that event, the kids had all made these picture books for the fathers, out of construction paper and string. They were illustrated by the kids, and the teachers wrote down what the kids wanted to say on each picture.
Here's what my little darling daughter gave to me:
That was really, really cool...and she also gave me this:
I made it to the car before the tears started.
Could be, dear...but really, you helped shape mine...