Good morning, Mr. Teddy Bear.
I miss my dad. I feel guilty for not spending enough time with him or calling more often. I made plans with him this weekend to go ice skating. Hes such a good guy, he deserves much more of me.
I was talking to anna earlier today about when i was little. My dad used to get my cereal every morning in my red brimmed teddy bear bowl. He let me watch tv in the mornign but mom wouldn't. He wouldn't let me go get dressed until i drank all the milk so you could see the teddy bear's face at the bottom. The only times i ever drank milk.
I remember one summer at higgins lake i had swimmers ear so bad i was blawing. My dad drove for 45 minutes to the nearest drugstore to get me tylenol at 1 in the morning. He'd do anything for me.
I wonder what it would be like if my parents still lived together.
Strange.