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“Where are we going, Daddy Jokes?” she asked as Jack helped her get dressed into thick tights and a loose dress that ended mid-thigh and had long sleeves.
She guessed they weren’t going to the beach. But you never knew what Jack was going to do. He was always up for an adventure. She didn’t know what she’d do without him. He was always doing the unexpected and making her laugh.
He joined her every day for yoga and meditation. Surprisingly, Jameson often came too. He wasn’t a big fan of meditation, but he was actually quite good at yoga.
Jack grabbed her bright yellow jacket from the closet as well as a black and white striped hat and matching gloves.
She chewed her lip. They were going somewhere cold.
That was . . . weird.
He stuffed everything into a backpack and then grabbed her boots. “Sit down, baby, and I’ll put your boots on you.”
She sat on the chair in her nursery and he kneeled to slip her boots on.
“Are you sure you won’t give me a clue, Daddy?” she asked as he held out his hand.
He helped pull her up so she stood, then kept hold of her hand as he led her down the stairs and outside.
When they got to his truck, instead of opening up the front passenger seat, he opened the back door.
“Is someone else coming, Daddy?” she asked, looking around.
“Nope.”
“Um. Then why does I have to get into the back?” She peered in, her mouth dropping open. “And what is that?”
“It’s your new car seat! Safety first.”
She narrowed her gaze at him, crossing her arms over her chest as she tapped her foot. “I’m beginning to think you might have a shopping addiction.”
“I’m only addicted to shopping for you. In you hop.” He lifted her into the seat, which acted like a booster with a back on it for big Little girls. Then he put the seatbelt over her. “No undoing your belt or getting out on your own, understand?”
She nodded. She’d never admit it to him, but it was super comfortable.
He walked around and got in the driver’s seat, then he glanced back at her. “Ready to go, baby girl?”
“I guess so, Daddy. But I think you should tell me where we’re going.”
“Surprises are good for the soul.”
“Ooh, I could put that on a T-shirt.”
“You could become the T-shirt queen of Escana.”
“I’d rather be a dictator. The T-shirt dictator. Muhahahaha.” She tapped her fingers together as she made an evil noise.
“Hmm, I think we need to work on your evil laugh.”
“Well, you do it then, Daddy.”
He let out an evil laugh and she gaped at him. “Wow. That was good, Daddy.”
“I have some evil blood inside me.”
“I can tell. Can I have my phone?” she asked.
“No.”
