It's in the eyes

Our sanctuary.

Cesia's 1st Birthday.

.

Becoming a father.

It's in the eyes.

Those eyes...

Daddy and Adara.

Soccer in Santa Monica.

Montana, June 2013.

Silly kids.

Daddy and baby Cesia. March 2011.

Beach daddy.

Arizona, Christmas 2013.

Christmas Concert 2013.

Becoming a father, for the third time.

Daddy tickle attack.

Becoming a daddy, again.

Halloween 2011.

Cesia and her daddy.

The eyes.

Daddy animal rides.

Prescott Arizona, 2013.

It's in the eyes.

The way he looked at her.

Their eyes met and locked

Connected.

He didn't stray his from hers

For hours.

As they wheeled her away,

Connected

to tubes and wires and monitors.

His eyes watched hers.

It's in the eyes.

The way he looked at me

as he returned.

He came back 

to me.

Myself, cleaned, stitched and sore

in places I never realized 

existed.

Ready and excited.

Hand in hand, he led me

To see my first born

my daughter

my Adara

For the first time.

It's in the eyes.

The way we looked at her

Together

At each other

In awe,

In honor,

I wonder

At our greatest creation

Our greatest gift

to each other

Our baby girl.

It's in the eyes.

Bursting blue.

Eyelashes that go on for days

The type that never need mascara.

His and hers and hers and his.

They all have his eyes.

It's in the eyes.

"She smiles with her eyes,"

They all told me.

I smile

because I know she got that from him.

They got that from him.

They have his eyes and his heart.

It's in the eyes.

The love

The bond

The family secrets

They share.

The way they stare at him

The way they adore him

Marvel at him

Imitate him

Strive to be him

and I hope, someday

Will. 

Happy Father's Day to my love, their love, their Daddy.