After dinner, Sarah and Grace conspired to make me a special Daddy dessert. It was a very impressive banana split and it tasted great, let me tell you.


Heading home from getting the kids at daycare, I asked Sarah and Grace what they wanted me to fix them for dinner. I suggested hotdogs or chicken that I could grill outside. Grace initially balked at the idea, but Sarah set her straight by commenting that I wanted to cook that because "it's just like when you get a new toy and want to play with it a lot. Daddy just wants to use his new grill, okay?"
Grace understood and agreed.
I couldn't possibly have said it any better. It's scary that she is this perceptive already. What will it be like when she gets older?
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