In the months leading up to Tori’s birth, Brian was a bundle of nerves, wondering what it would be like to be a dad – and even if he’d be any good at it. He worried about all the little things – his inexperience with changing diapers, his complete lack of knowledge about babies…everything.
But he was a complete natural. By Labor Day, he had the baby thing all figured out. And Tori? Had him wrapped firmly around her itty bitty pinkie finger.
Fast forward a year and not much (other than everything) has changed. Brian’s still got a pretty good handle on things. Tori still has daddy right where she wants him.
And I? Am still madly in love with them both.