![]() But then, five minutes can pass quicker than you can blink. Like, when Daddy’s coaching, and we need the winning goal, and it’s right before the clock runs out. ![]() ![]() ‘Cause five minutes sure feels like a long time when I haffta potty.” “You know, sometimes five minutes can feel like a long time. “A snail can sleep for three whole years! That’s like, two years longer than my naps, I think.” Her blue eyes squint when a look of confusion passes over her face, and I can’t help but laugh, “Oh? Where’d you learn that from?” “At school. “Tell me, bug.” I say, using her favorite nickname. Thankfully, after five years of practice, I’ve almost mastered the art of brushing without tears, and I’d go out on a limb to say…braiding is my thing. “DADDY, do ya know what I learned today?” my daughter asks as I run the brush through her long, curly blonde locks. ![]()
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