Loving Daddy
Because he’s the one who fed her dinner. For some time now I have been the only person who can feed our dear daughter. Tonight Ben got her to drink an ounce from a bottle. This is huge. At first things were rough. Betsy cried about it and I cried about it as I listened to her cry about it, and I was ready to give in and nurse the sweet child. But then I walked into the living room and there she was with Ben, drinking from the bottle. Who knows what will happen the next time she comes face to face the thing, but tonight I am happy to say that Ben worked some magic. Thank you, Ben. Father of the year!
