She rocked my world last Christmas. Now she's here with my baby in her arms.
I never dreamed I'd be dressed as a deranged bear the first time I held my daughter.
Or even that I'd have a daughter.
Navy SEAL life isn't great for fatherhood.
But seeing Jessie with baby Joy hits me like a happy holiday thunderbolt.
She's not sure she trusts me, and who can blame her?
Maybe if we'd swapped more than ten words before falling into...