Henry left his popsicle in the freezer at church/school and remembered it when he got home so I told him to go down and ask daddy to get it for him then I skyped daddy to let him know to let Henner in. A few minutes later Henry arrived breathless with this tale:
"I heard the door open and I saw dad and I saw his foot and when daddy was going to give me the popcicle, he said he ate it but he was joking that he ate it because I could see it in his pocket so I grabbed it out then he tricked me of giving me a hug but he didn't really he just tried to get it then he started chasing me. Then I ran to the house and I didn't show it to daddy so he wouldn't get it. Yep, that's it"
I relayed it to daddy and he asked, "do you think that's the type of event he'll remember forever, like 'rawr'?" (rawr is a wrestling/chasing game my brother and sister and I used to play in, on, and around the living room furniture with my dad when we were children)
"I hope so," I replied, "I really hope so."
I really hope so.
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