Father-Son

There is something so adorable about a man and his little boy.

One of our technicians here at work, Zack, has a little boy.
I would guess he is 6 years old.

Zack has custody of his son every other weekend.
Usually he goes and picks his son up, but sometimes he gets dropped off here at the shop.
I love those weeks.

This little boy is so stinkin' cute.
Blonde hair, big blue eyes, the whole package.

I love watching the two of them.
It makes me impatient for the day when I can watch Chris be that way ;-)
Zack completely changes when he is around his son.
He is so sweet and gentle, totally different from the guy I see every day.
And his son just idolizes him, it's totally obvious.

His son is so excited to see him.
He always jumps out of the truck and runs over to him.
Zack always brings him into the office to get a drink of water.
Sometimes they will play with the Foosball table in the waiting room.
I get to listen to this little boy laugh and yell, "I beat you Daddy! Did you see that?"

Seriously, this just melts my heart.
Is that the mother instincts?
Or am I just a big softie?
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