This weekend just past included a quick trip down to see the nieces. He and Thea (the eldest) went out together and ended up in the part where Thea, bless her, decided to pick up some litter for throwing in the bin.
Sadly the litter was a can of Fosters so she looked like a wino and he looked like the worst kind of father whenever they met anyone else in the park.
Meanwhile back at the house, Phoebe was being painfully cute.
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