Random musings…
The ones that got written down.

I love crossing roads

lots and lots of roads…. that’s when out of habit she holds onto my hand tight. I let it stay that way till as long as she’ll not need the hand back to scratch her nose or adjust her hair…. I don’t know how much longer she would find it appropriate to hold my hand while walking but for now at least I know she will always want my hand when crossing the road…. I know that because that’s true for the mom as well even now after 22 years of crossing roads together….

So yeah I guess I know the answer to my question about “how am I ever going to handle teenage?” the answer is out there blowing in the wind…. take her out for a walk and cross roads…. lots and lots of them….

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