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My Hero


To the man whose favorite Fathers' Day present is a dogpile on top of him in bed. One that nearly breaks the bed. Because he gets me stamps in my passport, sends me off to a blogging conference and kisses me soundly.

Most important, Because he is Cavity Caper today. He is hauling around Pretty Power Pink being chased by Toothpaste Boy and Rainbow Girl. "Prepare" shouts Rainbow Girl commandingly, "to be Confused!" she is delighted when it works.  Cavity Caper is rendered incapacitated by a fit of giggles.  Later, in a dizzying chase around the table Toothpaste Boy holds up his hand.  Cavity Caper stops and grins.

Toothpaste Boy wipes the air in front of him clean from the stinkyness of Cavity Caper.  Then he casts his spell, "CONFUSED!"

Cavity falls to the floor incapacitated once again.

I love that man.

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Comments

  1. Karen@WaistingTimeJune 20, 2010 at 11:26 AM

    What a sweet tribute:) You are so lucky.

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  2. ♥ Drazil ♥June 20, 2010 at 11:41 AM

    And man I bet he loves you just as much back!

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  3. TriciaJune 20, 2010 at 1:15 PM

    so sweet

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  4. AnonymousJune 20, 2010 at 2:10 PM

    Yeah, you scored! But he did too! =D

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  5. AnonymousJune 20, 2010 at 3:15 PM

    Happy Father's Day to one wonderful man! :D You two are quite the pair.

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  6. MizJune 21, 2010 at 5:11 AM

    I love this.
    and as everyone else said I believe we attract what we are.

    You two are a gift to each other.


    Miz.

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  7. NonaJune 21, 2010 at 9:18 PM

    Lovely, lovely post!!!

    {{{Hugs}}}

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