Yesterday and today, just before we went to bed, Daddy said "Let's go upstairs. Bedtime! Daddy, carry ok..." I went to Mommy. I stretched out my arms to her and said "Pou!" (carry). I wanted her to carry me instead. Don't know why but I decided to cling to Mommy.
But when we were upstairs, I would look for Daddy to read me a story (or show me pictures). Every night, I would insist that Daddy takes out the book "The Greatest Man Who Ever Lived". I love to sit on his lap as he turns the pages...
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