As far as I am concerned, George can do anything and everything. He can leap tall buildings. He can remodel a staircase (seriously, IT IS BEAUTIFUL). He can clean up puke (although in our house, you only get one free clean up from the dad…after that, its all you.) He can encourage 11 (the baby is a hot mess) to sit quietly and attend Sunday mass with a single glance in their direction. He can pull a prank like nobody’s business. He is our protector, our ringleader, my best friend, my handsome ginger, their daddy and much more.
He is a crazy talented photographer who needs reminders to take pictures of the munchkins. George’s specialty is landscape and architecture photography but as I said before, he can do anything.
This daddy enjoys a cigar more than anyone I know. He’s a dog lover and is a three time Tough Mudder finisher. He is strong, courageous and loves his traditional, Roman Catholic faith. He is very aware that his job is to get all of us to heaven. He’s not perfect, but neither am I. He knows when I need a break and I know when he needs one. That’s why we make such a great team. I couldn’t imagine life with anyone else by my side.