Setting: Master bedroom on bed in the morning
Characters: Daddy, Mama, Girl, Boy, Baby 15 months old
Baby: That's Daddy (sounded like pffats dada)
Mama: Do you want to get down and see him?
Baby: Thessss!
Baby runs into bathroom to Daddy arms up. Big hug.
Why do I get the feeling that I'll look back on days like today and remember them as the best days of my life?
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