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Father-Daughter Day

It's not everyday that Kim gets a chance to go to NYC for $20 and also see her sister. That chance came yesterday and thus allowed for Kim to have a break from parenting and the daily routines and a chance to get some girl time, while Georgia and I had the pleasure of spending the day together.

It was rather simplistic in its gloriousness. The morning was spent with waffles (which G will quickly tell you that I can make waffles but not pancakes...the last experiment with those was a bit uneatable) and cartoons...a nap for G...and then a jaunt to feed the ducks at a lake in Laurel.
We went to the Granville Guide Park & Lakehouse.

The G did very well with her aquatic friends, as you'll see below. She rather looks as if she's holding court. Gimmie the bread, lady, wwwahhhhhhk! Most entertaining is the "beat" from the music at the end of the clip. It's coming from the Don Pablo's mexican restaurant a few feet away.



However, suddenly the ducks mount their assault and send the little princess of the hill scurrying!



Afterwards she played on the nearby playground loaded with kids, went to Chick-fil-a for supper and played on their indoor playground with a few kids, and we returned home for a Strawberry Shortcake movie, a bath, and to bed.

In the words of the G, "It was a good day, daddy!"


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