Little Miss Thing, age 5: “Daddy, can you get me that towel up high?”
Me, handing her the towel: “Here you go.”
LMT: “Thanks. Now you can go do whatever you want.”
Me: “Thank you…?”
Little Miss Thing, age 5: “Daddy, can you get me that towel up high?”
Me, handing her the towel: “Here you go.”
LMT: “Thanks. Now you can go do whatever you want.”
Me: “Thank you…?”
