Father's Day happened to fall right near my own father's birthday this year (as it does many years). Happily, we got to spend it together -- and he got to spend both days with his first grandchild.
Now, my Dad never struck me as much of a "baby person," but he was absolutely smitten with Colin. Every morning, right after breakfast, I would find them both outside in the garden, taking a survey of the "grounds," and just talkin' and talkin'. It was so sweet, I couldn't help taking a few photos -- or half a dozen of them.