DADDY'S LITTLE GIRL
I took my month-old son to my parent's house for a visit. During the first night back in my childhood bedroom, I heard my father get up and start down the hall. Then I listened to my mother say to him, "It's cold. Make sure the baby is covered."
Pretending to be asleep so I could observe the new grandfather in action, I soon learned that I would always be Daddy's little girl. When he came in the room, he didn't go near the baby's crib. But he made sure I was tucked in before he shuffled back down the hall.
Contributed by Brenda Collins Blume, Reader's Digest - extracted from 'Chicken Soup for the Mother's Soul', Jack Canfield, Mark Victor Hansen, Jennifer Read Hawthorne and Marci Shimoff, Health Communications, Inc; 1997.
The world lives on hope - Afghani
I took my month-old son to my parent's house for a visit. During the first night back in my childhood bedroom, I heard my father get up and start down the hall. Then I listened to my mother say to him, "It's cold. Make sure the baby is covered."
Pretending to be asleep so I could observe the new grandfather in action, I soon learned that I would always be Daddy's little girl. When he came in the room, he didn't go near the baby's crib. But he made sure I was tucked in before he shuffled back down the hall.
Contributed by Brenda Collins Blume, Reader's Digest - extracted from 'Chicken Soup for the Mother's Soul', Jack Canfield, Mark Victor Hansen, Jennifer Read Hawthorne and Marci Shimoff, Health Communications, Inc; 1997.
The world lives on hope - Afghani
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