Father’s Day got very glazed over last year. I think that Cooper was about 12 days old, if even that. And in my first-time-motherhood haze, I kind of almost forgot about it.
This year we didn’t do too much, but it was celebrated better than last year!
Cooper helped Dada open gifts. These are some of my all time favorite pictures of them!
And then we met my parents and brother for breakfast
Cooper and his Poppa, they are best buds :)