Yesterday, Daddy took you to the doctor to get the second half of your flu shot (sorry about that). I hate that I couldn't go, but honestly, it's better when I don't. I get more upset about you being hurt than you do. Daddy always says you cry for a minute or two, Mama cries for ten minutes. Anyway... yesterday you were crying as Daddy walked out of the exam room and into the waiting room of the office. In the waiting room there were two little girls. You immediately stopped crying. Daddy said, "Oh, since there are girls here, you have to be a big tough guy, huh?"
As soon as you walked out of the doctor's office, you started sobbing again.
You sure showed Daddy not to disclose your flirting methods with the ladies.
Some things are sacred, Dad!
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