...I get a text message from my daughter's mom that she is having a blast with a whole bunch of kids that are over her house playing with her. I have made it public knowledge that I am concerned about my daughter's interactions with her peers because of her impairments. Hearing things like this is wonderful and warms my heart.
....When my daughter returns the next day, I fear she will not want to stay with me because of all the fun she had with her mom. I would understand. She has so many friends and kids her age there to interact with. Instead, the first words out of her mouth are "Daddy, I miss you Daddy."
Ah yes. Daddy's still got it.
For now.
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