This entry is a simple dedication to one particular moment from our wedding night that I wanted to get on record. Weeks leading up to our wedding, your mother and I thought it would be neat if I learnt how to play “Tough Little Boys”, for her and her father’s first dance. It is one of your grandpa’s favorite songs, which shortly after, became one of mine. I played and sang, while your grandpa and mother danced. It truly was a special moment for me, as I hope it was for them. I thought that you may enjoy to hear it someday, so I made the video above which overlays a recording of me singing it, with the help of my my guitar teacher Ralph Pretz, who plays along with the mandolin. If nothing else, at least you will always have a recording of your father doing the things he loves to do. Since you have come into my life, I now find myself wondering if one day I will have to dance with you at your wedding? The thought of this terrifies me. The song is very appropriate for fathers and has certainly taken on greater meaning for me now that I have you. When tough little boys turn in to be Dads, they turn into big babies again. I always have been a softy who camouflages it with a hard exterior, but since you have come along, I have become a pile of mush. But that is for another time……..