05 July 2007

Pickle Philosophy

Pickle(my youngest girl) and I were having a conversation the other day about different types of food and music. Although she and I have very similar senses of humor, we share little in the way of looks, and not much in the way of types of food.

I look at her after finding yet another type of something she doesn't like that I thought she would.

"How is it that you are my daughter?" I ask.

Without even cracking a smile, "Because you had sex with my dad." She replies, then smiles.


Yep, she's mine.

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