Out of the Mouth of Babes

“I never wanted my daughter to become my therapist,” Plucky is saying to Susan and me. “But I can’t just ignore what I know to be excellent insight and helpful advice.” We’re sitting with Plucky and Princess in the clubhouse area of the bar and grill. Princess had just suggested that her mother structure father and daughter activities to complement Deadpan’s therapy. “She takes after you,” I reply, just as Lmao and Deadpan walk in, pulling a cooler full of live fish. When I told Lmao I wanted to build a deep sea habitat, he said I shouldn’t let anyone burst my bubble.

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