Scott wanted to eke out every last minute with Golda, so they planned a trip to Park City. I can't remember the details, but I was at the end of my rope. Maybe it was recital week and I was tired from having all those kids at Weber all day. Whatever the case may be, Scott ended up taking not only Golda, but 3 other kids, too. I remember having a quiet evening with only a handful of tired ballet dancers. Scott remembers having a great time with all these cute little humans, all of whom were excited to be spending some last-minute time with their big sister. Scott is the best dad. He has a sense of what everyone needs at any given time, and he delivers. What a man. What a dad. What a husband!
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