drew's 6 foot frame figure stood out in the aquarium, his arms flexing as he held your daughter in one arm, while his other pointed to some of the fish in the large assortment of tanks around them. he was wearing a fitted navy blue t-shirt that hugged his muscular shoulders. beside him sat the stroller, filled with essentials, he had packed. drew had planned this whole thing, really. he had bought the tickets, packed, and dressed your babygirl. he was always good at treating you and your daughter to special things, and this, was just one more of those things. your daughter giggled happily, her tiny fingers grasping at her father’s shirt, pulling herself closer to him trying to touch the glass of the tank ahead of them. the blue hue of the water in the tank casted over them, illuminating their figures that stood in front of you. he adjusted her in his arms, positioning her so she could get a better view of the gigantic tanks filled with colorful fish and swimming creatures. a smile spread across his face, “look at that guy he looks just like Nemo.” he said quietly, pointing to a fish that was further in back of the glass tank.