I look at my dad interacting with his grandson, and my heart just melts. I can tell they both bring eachother such joy. My sister used to try so hard to do boyish things like play basketball growing up, all because she thought my dad wanted a little boy. Regardless of what my daddy dreamed of, I can look in his eyes as he plays with Oliver and see that all of his dreams have come true. I love both of them beyond what words can describe.
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