Blowing & Drifting

As I headed into the backyard with the girls this afternoon, I called to Julia that I needed to hurry because Vivi was already outside. Putting on her oversized pink shades, Julia told me, “Daddy, when I’m older I’ll take care of Genevieve and you can just relax. I’ll do all the hard stuff with her and you can just pitch in when you want.”

Can I get all that in writing?