Tonight we went to the mall to run our girls. You heard me. You gotta do what you gotta do. They need running. Then, we stopped in at a happy hour for some appetizers. On the way home Libby says, "Daddy, tomorrow are we gonna have the best day?"
"Are we gonna have the best day tomorrow? Yeah, I think it'll be a good day."
"Are me and you gonna be together?
"Yep. We'll be together all day."
Thank God for Daddy's girls.
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