This was "Pokka Mike" (The Big Guy couldn't say Poppa) and The Little Guy right after he was born. He was a very fussy baby and my dad would talk to him in his very deep low voice to try and make him hush. I still have this shirt he is wearing hanging up in my laundry room right now. It isn't a statement or anything overly sentimental. It is just laziness that I have never moved it in 3 years. I always think I want to do that thing where I take a picture of the Little Guy in that shirt every year until he is big. Again, lazy (and too busy).
You know you want this couch. don't lie.
We had a Calico cat that would lie on this couch and you couldn't see her.
Yellow pants and a pink watch. I would never think of doing that in my life now. It is what we liked to call "Groovy" way back then.
My Dad used to call me on his birthday and say "I didn't want you to miss talking to me on my birthday" so I never had the chance to forget it. :-)
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Love the mustard colored pants. I hope you enjoy some good memories of your dad today, I'm thinking of you.
Not sad...happy memories.
Lisa, that is one adorable picture of you napping with your daddy. I can tell that you were definitely a daddy's girl, and my heart is saddened for you because of your loss. I'm thinking of you!
And to lighten the mood...we had a couch that was almost just like that! I had it in first my apartment. I will have to go rooting for pictures to show you! :)
P.S. Did you get my email?
I'm sorry for your loss. I love the sweet pictures!
I don't know if we were as groovin' as your family, but we had a gold crushed velvet couch (and a golden retriever that liked it a lot).
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