Eugene’s sprawled out on his back, mouth open and hair askew. One arm, flung wide, is maybe an inch from crunching a toy truck. The other is curled tight around a small bundle of blue flannel and equally messy hair, quite clearly drooling onto his chest despite the thumb stuck in its mouth. Ben’s still more baby than toddler here, and Jack wonders who snapped this one, and whether Gene managed any more sleep the rest of the day after it was taken. Judging from the smudges under his eyes, visible even with the murky quality, he bets not. -  Four Times Jack Awkwardly Creeped Photos of A Certain Hot Dad (And One Time the Other Way)So basically you should go read this because hot dads.

Eugene’s sprawled out on his back, mouth open and hair askew. One arm, flung wide, is maybe an inch from crunching a toy truck. The other is curled tight around a small bundle of blue flannel and equally messy hair, quite clearly drooling onto his chest despite the thumb stuck in its mouth. Ben’s still more baby than toddler here, and Jack wonders who snapped this one, and whether Gene managed any more sleep the rest of the day after it was taken. Judging from the smudges under his eyes, visible even with the murky quality, he bets not. -  Four Times Jack Awkwardly Creeped Photos of A Certain Hot Dad (And One Time the Other Way)

So basically you should go read this because hot dads.