My daughter knocked on the office door. She sneaks in all shy, hiding something behind her back.
Walks up and sits on my lap, plopping a piece of paper on the desk all proud.
👩 “Dad, I drew this.”
🧔♂️ “Aw.” I’m melting. “I love it. Thank you!”
👩 “It’s for mom. Don’t tell her.”
Oh. Ok, sweetie…
☠️
