My daddy-o (in a singsong voice): You're going to Ireland! Are you going to be smart and good?
Me: I'm always smart and good.
My dad: No, you're smart and rotten. (hug)
Aw.
I'm leaving to drive to Newark in an hour. If you would like to be on whatever very intermittent mailing list I get up and don't think I have yr contact info, please give it to me. So much love to all of you.
Me: I'm always smart and good.
My dad: No, you're smart and rotten. (hug)
Aw.
I'm leaving to drive to Newark in an hour. If you would like to be on whatever very intermittent mailing list I get up and don't think I have yr contact info, please give it to me. So much love to all of you.