Daddy’s friend
Wednesday, March 7th, 2012Q went out of town for business today; the scene at our house at 7 AM included the girls, still in pajamas, waving to their dad from the front window as he stepped into a cab. Shortly after he left, Avery confirmed with me that he was going to the airport and then asked, “Who’s his friend?” I was puzzled by the question until she asked who was driving him. She thought the cab-driver was his friend!
-M