Frank reading to Buttercup at our hotel in Utah on the way home from Thanksgiving in TX. Buttercup was 2 months old. Frank was 31.
That is one of the cutest pictures ever.
I agree with you, the link to comments should be at the end of the post.
Hilarious! I still call my 11 mo old, “Maggie Burrito” even though we haven’t wrapped her in months.