My Daddy

This is me and my daddy. His name is Chris, but I call him Dada. We like to play games and throw the golf ball back and forth. I usually let him win cause it makes him feel good. Most people say we look a lot alike, which is fine by me. He is pretty good looking, for a boy.Last weekend we got to hang out while mommy was at the women's retreat for church. We had a good time, and Daddy found some of his and aunt Catherine's old kids praise tapes for me to listen to in the car. I love them! Mommy is pretty emotional with being pregnant, because she keeps crying when we listen to them, and saying how sweet they are. How silly!
On a girly note... Don't you all love how my dress goes with my website;)