Today was my dad's 62nd birthday. American birthday, that is.
We had the usual noodle-eating, gift-giving, candle-blowing birthday. Everything was going as usual, until my father decided to blurt this out...
"In ten years, when I turn 72, I want a grand child for my birthday."
Oh. Okay, dad.
(I pretended not to hear him...)
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1 comment:
Hahaa. Hey, he gave you 10yrs! That's not SO bad..
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