There's been only one time where he forgot, and my butt totally got wet. Not to mention it hurt like the dickens falling in. He's never done it again.
It's the little things that count, and make me love him like crazy.
Like this morning: he brought me a single blueberry waffle (no napkin or plate) and said, "waffle?"
Your pops is a silly one. I think you will be too (especially with him and I as your parents!).
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