After a long, long day of work, your father gets home. Tired, he slumps down onto the sofa. That is until he hears your little voice. He sits up and pulls you onto his lap.

"How was school, baby?"

Despite being exhausted from work, he still cares for you. He then looks over to the kitchen and to you, gently holding you up on his lap.

"What do you want for dinner? You must be starving..."