Daddy's Father's Day Breakfast at Our House
(Sharing with His Beloved Granddog)
I never thought I was much like my Dad until I got married. It's funny to hear Mom complain about the exact same things that bug Forrest. It was after the honeymoon bliss that I learned where I get the following traits from:
- Hogging the Covers
- Snuggling (or as Mom calls it Smothering)
- Pestering
- Our Sleeping Patterns (early up and early to sleep)
The list can go on and on....
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