We lay cuddled up in our king sized bed with Helena. She's 3 and a half now, she takes after Frank.

"Daddy when will the pictures appear on me?" She askes Frank. He laughs and pulls her onto his lap. "In about 16 years pumpkin." She looks disappointed at the information.

We lay and listen to Bayside for awhile. "Can I see your pictures again?" Frank sighs and flops onto his stomach for Helena's tour of Franks tattoos to begin. I laugh and watch her trace over then gently, eyes filled with amazement.

I smile and watch my two most favorite things in life.