
The best thing about being back in Dallas is being close to family. I love the fact that yesterday, my dad called and asked if we wanted to go grab something for lunch. He swung by, and we drove down the road to Taco Bueno. N. was so excited to see Papa. When I told him that Papa was on his way, he kept saying it over and over again. On Monday, when we went to my family's house and pulled onto the street they live in, he started saying Papa. I guess he remembers where he lives. Anyways, I'm grateful for an awesome Dad and that N. gets to see him so often.
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