I used to share nap time with my youngest. Well... it was nap time for me. Or it was supposed to be. I'd lie down for a nap and he'd tumble into the bed and decide that it was play-time. He'd offer me his blankie, I'd accept, snuggle it, and then he'd steal it away. I would petulantly say "hey!" and he would giggle. Then he'd offer it again.
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So I took my father's hand, and I bounced up and down, sing-songing, "I'm going to DisneyWorld with my dad-dy! I'm going to DisneyWorld with my dad-dy!"
And I can't help but think that, one way or another, you are going to play "the hey game" again one day. :)
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When was this, next year? ;-)
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