Certain is it that there is no kind of affection so purely angelic as of a father to a daughter. In love to our wives there is desire; to our sons, ambition; but to our daughters there is something which there are no words to express.

“No it's not. It's a big hot!” At 2 years old. After being warned that the car seat was a little hot.

'Daddy, there's Victor, only he has more white hairs now.' (about our neighbor 3 doors down who is a regular reader of McClelland Family.com)

'The happiest moments of my life have been the few which I have passed at home in the bosom of my family.'

When you have snowflakes in the clouds in the sky and you have mountains, you get snow. That's how it works.