You know, they think that I don't want to join then while they are eating pomegranates but the real truth is, I just sit back and listen. I listen to DH, Princess Seriously and Princess Girly-Girl sit at the table and goof off. What happens is they end up listening to DH tell a childhood story and they laugh, giggle and ask questions.
Last night it happened to be about a fruit tree lined street. About going down the street and picking fruit and how fun that was. other nights it is about sneaking into swimming pools, they stories are always funny and the girl love them. Everyone of them.
What I love it that is is fun, pure joy and love. Sometimes it is just so hard to try and walk into to that because those are special moments, moment between Dh and the girls. I remember those times with my Dad and those are the BEST memories. Every girl should have those memories of there Daddy. The warm fuzzy moments. Mine are about sitting int he back of a yellow hatchback pinto, eating chili dogs. Chili dogs are comfort food. That is my gift from my Dad.
So no, I don't want to eat the pomegranates, I just want to hang back and listen.
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You are so right about those memories. I remember sitting with my dad listening to his stories. I share a special bond with him because of those times.
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