August 6th
Look what Milla gave me! What a cutie! What he just needs now is a cool name. Suggestions are welcome.
Dad caught me this morning sitting on the floor in teddy-cuddle-mode. “There is my 27-year-old daughter”, he said, “playing with a teddy bear and children’s books” (which I had gotten yesterday for lil Jessie).
“Dad”, I said, echoing the new cool ad campaign (for what, I don't know). “Don’t act so grown-up!”
Which is something I don’t have to remind him of, usually. I am my dad’s child.
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