My friend, Olivia…

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Maybe you have found yourself wondering why I post pictures every time I babysit our friend’s daughter.

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Why should you care?

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The thing is… hey, I haven’t had a thing for a while… I love that kid… she melts my heart.

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I was a stay-at-home-dad before it was a thing. I raised my two daughters. This takes me back to those days, when you could spend an hour just thinking up silly things to do with a pillow case.

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I love the ways kids’ minds work. I love to make them laugh. I like to let my inner child join in the play.

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And I really am honored that I get to help, in a small way, raise this sweet, lovely little human being, and try not to let the experience of growing up turn her into just another adult.

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2 Responses to My friend, Olivia…

  1. Paul's avatar Paul says:

    She is precious Art – I never once questioned why, it is obvious to me.

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