These pudgy little footsies belong to my cherubic little lady. I hear pink sandals are "de rigueur" this summer.
Hermosa Beach. One of our fave magical LA spots. They got a great pizza place called Paisano's there. Try it.
FYI, there's no way to appear Man-ly when pushing a pink stroller. So, you just roll with it. It's like when your girlfriend/Wife tries to convince you that you look super hot in the new pink shirt she bought for your birthday. I got news for you--You don't.
Today was a monumental day. As we were taking my daughter for a stroll in her bugaboo, she began repeating the word--DADA-- over and over again, making me proud/happy/thrilled and my Wife insanely jealous. It almost gave me a serious case of the Happy Feet.
The training paid off.
Good day all around.
Your Friend,
D.
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