Terry is not his real name but that’s what I call him at home and the name I yell when I lose him at the grocery store. He calls me Larry (my name is Joyce). It’s a long story.
Here is a mishmash of drawings I made about Terry, father of two.
I don’t make cheesy stop-motions for him these days, but I do scribble unrealistic portraits while we inhale ramen at midnight to decompress from a day of parenting.
Happy Father’s Day to Terry and all the great dads out there.
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