"Hurry, daddy," Maddie yelled. "Come out of the rain."
I ran to her.
"No, daddy," she corrected. "You have to yell when you do it."
Back I went.
"Hurry, daddy. The storm is going to get you."
I yelled and ran back.
"Good job, daddy. That's how you do it."
Caleb left. We yelled. He came in out of the storm. Maddie left. We yelled. She came in out of the storm.
It was sunny and roughly 70 degrees.
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T-Daddy,
I love your blog! You're so clever with the way you write about your experiences with your kids. They seem like two fabulous kids to spend time with. I always have a good laugh when I read your blog so thanks.
Priceless.
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