#1154 Fish ‘n’ Chips with my girl

Baby girl wanted to accompany me to the fish ‘n’ chip shop this evening.

At first I was like “just stay home with your Dad! It’ll be easier (for me!)”

But I soon realised it was a mini blessing in disguise.

It was a compliment: she wanted to be with me.

We held hands in the period after twilight. Kids were screaming in the darkened park across the road, the swings illuminated brightly by the white park light. Occasional seagulls loitered, at temporary peace after the days squawking and screeching.

“I’m so glad you came with me!” My new-found gratitude was springing forth like the sudden sparkling stars in the sky.

She beamed. The moon could not match her.

“I’m not alone,” I said. “Thank you.”

There was a momentary pause, and then she said –

“I’m going to leave my hair down, ALL of these days.”

Her hair was not in its usual ponytail, plait or rough attempt at some ‘up’ style. I stroked her head and gathered her hair with my free hand.

“Your hair is beautiful.” It wasn’t thick like mine, and I used to bemoan that. But looking at it now I realised it really didn’t matter.

“I want my hair down like your hair… so we’re matching.”

Awww. πŸ’—πŸ˜πŸ‘©πŸ‘§



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