Here at the end of the school year, it seems quite common for each remaining day, that there is some specific theme.
This Tuesday, you briefly explained, “Daddy, I get to wear a princess dress to school today.”
No follow-up questions were needed from me.
So that morning, instead of you riding the bus, I carried you through the corn field behind our house, to the sidewalk leading to your school.
Once we got to the sidewalk, I held your hand as we finished the second half of the journey to your school.
I feel like that imagery is a perfect symbol of our relationship:
Me carrying you while you wear a princess dress.