Travis called me at work this afternoon to tell me Adaline was definitely my daughter, that she had my personality- for sure.
"Why's that?" I asked.
"Because day-care said she slammed her finger in a cabinet door today," he said.
"Oh. You mean just like I did to my finger last night?"
"Yep."
"(Sigh) Poor thing."
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