“Daddy, hurry up!” Amy squealed, tugging on Ryan’s hand as they walked into the park.

Her little face was beaming with excitement, and Ryan couldn’t help but smile at her energy.

“Alright, alright, slow down, princess,” he chuckled, adjusting the cap on her head to shield her from the sun.

“Where do you want to go first?”

Amy looked around, eyes darting from the swings to the slides, then to the carousel spinning in the distance.

“Um… the swings!” she finally decided, pointing eagerly.

Ryan grinned. “Swings it is!”

They walked over, and Ryan lifted Amy onto one of the swings.

“Hold tight,” he said, gently pushing her back.

Amy...