What woman doesn't love the sight of her husband with their kids? I think it's a universal thing, and I know I feel my heart swell in my chest when I see B with Naomi. He has been so hands-on since she was born, willing to do anything to help me out when he gets home from work every night. I saw him on the couch one Sunday after church with all three of his girls (and later Ben as well), and I ran for the camera. Such a good moment.
(By the way, the towels had been laying on the couch waiting to be folded, but they quickly got propped under B's arms for support. Oh well.)