Saturday morning I had to put a few things up in the attic above our garage. Celeste always loves exploring the area, checking out the stuff we have stored along with enjoying what's a cool perch for her.
This morning she came across my fishing pole and immediately went about creating a new game: DaddyFishing® (she tells me it's one word, just as I typed).
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And what does my grrrl use for bait when fishing for her daddy?
Scotch Tape covered with Bacon Salt
Lego bicycle
piece of paper with Apple logo
and a Volkswagen toy carShe wanted to use a
can of beer, but felt that it was too heavy. Does my grrrl know me or what?
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