Do these come with matching shoes?

Ella and Zoe are ready to shop 'til they drop
Now that Ella’s been around for lo these past eight months, it has occurred to me once or twice that I am now a father. Reminders have come in the form of dirty diapers, interrupted sleep and toys strewn across our domestic landscape – the latter creating a surprisingly challenging obstacle course out of our home.
However, the arrival of Father’s Day is driving the point home in a different way. For 33 years, Father’s Day has always meant a celebration of dad – my dad. It’s odd to think that from now on, Father’s day is about me as much as my father. Although perhaps it’s not entirely different, because I feel like I’m fulfilling the familiar refrain, “You’re becoming just like your father.” And not just in having less hair on top and more everywhere else.
Now that I’m a father, I hope to be the same type of mentor, nurturer and activities coordinator that my father was. I never knew what being a father would feel like, but now that I am one, I understand so much more of what my parents went through (Thank you Mom and Dad!). My life has been forever changed, but in an extremely wonderful way.
While being a father of an eight-month-old is challenging, I know that Megan has shouldered the brunt of the work to date. I also know payback lies in the years ahead, and that’s okay. Ella is worth every ounce of effort. So, Ella, thanks for being such a sweet, cute baby. Oh, and extra points for crawling towards me after I walk in the house from work. You already know how to win your father’s heart.
Last week Ella and I took Linda (Jason's mom) to Mrs. Burton's Tea House in honor of Mother's Day. Ironically, Ella has the same look on her face that Katy does when we dress her up.
Dear Ella-Bella,
Also new this month:

I forget how close we live to the border (less than 20 miles) until little things, such as the “Recetas Latinas” baby food jars sold in our local Von’s, remind me.
They have: