This weekend was an exciting one for what I thought would be my husband. We were finally able to find a Harley Davidson my husband liked and we could afford.

Saturday Daddy followed us home while riding on his Harley. The kids were hooting and hollering, they were so excited. How funny! They weren’t riding it, just daddy was.

My husband might has well ripped open his shirt and and dawned his cape.  As soon as we got home, I tried to get our ballerina to bed, but she was like “wait just a minute Mommy I HAVE to make this for Daddy!”  She was coloring a picture of Superman for Daddy that she just had to give to him.

How sweet…  So the secret to being super daddy?  Hop on a Harley!