One of the many reasons I fell for Chad was the way he acted around children. Whenever we were at a family gathering, he would usually disappear. I always knew that I could follow the kids' laughter to find him. It was (and still is) so endearing to watch them all flock to him, and to watch him play games like he was one of them. One of the activities his younger cousins liked most was to line up and run at him one by one. When they reached him he would pick them up and throw them as high in the air as he could. He moved on to playing with his nieces as the cousins grew up, and now he has a live in buddy to play with every day. He has already taught this game to Dylan which sometimes causes me to gasp in fear. (You can tell by the way his head is cut off that I didn't expect him to go quite so high) Dylan enjoys it immensely though, and lets out his hearty belly laugh. I think I'm going to have to lighten up or just stop watching these things. :)
Dylan is one lucky little boy to have Chad as a father.