Being a dad means being absurdly proud of something as simple as eating a tomato, huh? But that’s how we are.
For real though, I love how Rhys managed to find the readiest, reddest tomato off the vine in our friend’s garden and to know right away to sink his teeth into it. I love how much this guy appreciates nature and feels at home in the open despite being quarantined half his life around Southern California’s urban sprawl.
We’ve thrown so many changes Rhys’ way in the past month. We moved from our old place to a new one. Switching from a crib to a toddler bed. Graduating from the Caterpillar Room to the Monkey Room. Adaptable. Adventurous. All traits we love to see.
