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Sleepover

Last night, while doing the dishes my 4 years old daughter was talking to me.

Daughter : Mom, was dad just sleeping over with us?

Me : Why do you ask?

Daughter : Because you already drove him away from our house. He just here because he misses us, his daughters.

Me : (Speechless)….

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