All day yesterday, MelodyJoy would come up to me and exclaim, "Happy Father's Day!" It was pretty cool, because it really seemed to be just another way for her to say "I love you, Daddy."
Yesterday morning, some guys came to clean our roof . . . somewhere between their arrival and my handing them a check for $508, I was standing in the street chatting with them. Melody came to the curb and said, "Can I come to you, Daddy?"
I said, "Tell you what, stay there and I'll come to you, okay?"
She responded, "That's a great idea, Daddy!"
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