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In which I melt into a puddle of goo

Posted on May 5th, 2008 in amazement, language

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Attagirl. Two and you already know how to twist me around your little finger…

Yesterday I tried to plant a sneak kiss on Boobaby’s cheek, and she of course giggle-screamed, “Noooooooooooo Daddy! Don’t kiss me!”

I replied, naturally, that I was only kissing her because I love her. She came back with this:

“I very love you, Daddy!”

She really should have asked for the car keys, ’cause she would’ve gotten them, no questions asked.

4 Responses to “In which I melt into a puddle of goo”

  1. right between the eyes daddy, right between the eyes she got ya.

  2. So sweet!

  3. I know. I’m doooooooomed….

  4. How cute. I think these kids are born knowing how to wrap people around their fingers.

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