My dad passed away a little over two years ago. Now that I'm a mom I remember and appreciate the day to day details of growing up with my dad.
My dad would make whatever anybody wanted for breakfast. I can recall him making cheesy eggs, pancakes, and french toast all at once like it was no big deal.
I made pancakes for Ethan this morning and it reminded of my dad and his seemingly effortless love for his family.
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