Tradition!
Another Father's Day means another peach pie for our favorite Dada.
My crust fell apart this year because I wasn't paying as close attention to its consistency with an extremely helpful toddler sous chef.
And honestly, I can't remember why I didn't take William's photo with it this year either. Perhaps I was still reeling from all the help I had received.
Another Father's Day means another peach pie for our favorite Dada.
My crust fell apart this year because I wasn't paying as close attention to its consistency with an extremely helpful toddler sous chef.
And honestly, I can't remember why I didn't take William's photo with it this year either. Perhaps I was still reeling from all the help I had received.
Poor Jeff's Father's Day festivities this year focused mainly on getting our apartment ready for the move. We were busy taking down lights and selling them on Munich's equivalent of Craig's List. William LOVED helping us with this too!
Maybe you'll golf next year, dear!
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