sugar foot.

photographing my Dad's ponds just had to be interrupted by some sugar foot time. that's what he calls her. that's how he introduces her.



sugar foot, sugar foot...


...easy lovin' Pop Pop's punkin', sugar foot.




crawlin' round, pullin up and down. there is no one who is cuter in the world...


the wind that blows, it comes and goes could've been my only home. but Mama came along, and Brian and Christie and I didn't want to roam.



that's the song he sings to her. sweet.