At the Grasshoppers game tonight…
Camille (sitting on my lap): “Daddy, your hair is making me itch.”
Me: “My hair is making your itch?”
Camille: “It’s like the grass of love.”
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Never heard that one before….she’s going to make a million dollars writing one day!
always something new w/ her…the grass of love…wow!!