Tuesday, August 10, 2004

Cassidy

My two year old has this special call which is exclusively for my benefit. It is this guttural cat with a hairball sound which, if she could speak in this manner, would be akin to the possessed little girl from the exorcist. She will not quit until I return the call and I cannot seem to break this habit. She is so stubborn that she will not give it up. She calls me all the time "Daddy. Daddy. Daddy", but two or three times a day I must answer the call or be doomed to hours of freaky exorcist sounds. My sister has named her "Quest for Fire", but that moniker (great word) is dying off as she begins to talk more. Ah the joys of parenthood.

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