So Jerry’s in the New Room packing up his camping gear, and the girls and I are in the kitchen and they’re having dinner. Helen looks over, sees her daddy, and says in the sweetest little voice (not whining),
“Daddy, don’t go to Coloradooooooo… Stay heeeeeere! I’m going to miss you sooooooooo much! Don’t goooooooo! You’re my best friennnnnnd!”
I heard a kathump as Jerry came over the babygate that protects all the computers in the New Room from Alice. He had a distinct pouty bottom lip as he knelt down on the floor and hugged his precious little girl.
She was not coached by me, but I’ll pay her later. 🙂 Heh.