Where’s Daddy?

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“Put the daddy in, Bobby. Do it now, I’m tired of waiting.”
Little Sally and her brother were playing doll house. Well, at least Little Sally was. Bobby was busy adjusting the arms and legs of Daddy.
“Bobby, do it now!”
“I’m tryin’ to get his legs right so he can sit on that chair.”
“They don’t bend, they’ll just have to stick out straight. Gimme that!”
“Mommy!!!”
“Let Bobby play too, Sally.”
“It’s my doll house, grandma gave it to me, an’ Bobby won’t play right.”
“I get to put the boys in.”
“Changed my mind, Bobby.”
“Ow, Mother!!!”

🧍🏻🧍🏻🧍🏻🧍🏻🧍🏻🧍🏻🧍🏻🧍🏻🧍🏻🧍🏻

SPF-badge-white         Click ☞ May 3 2020

Photo courtesy of Donna McNicol

(Little Sally’s stories are always 100 words… exactly)

5 responses

  1. I’m surprised he didn’t want Daddy to bungee-jump off the doll house.

  2. Hi Ted,

    You either have a great imagination or a better memory. Or you could be imagining the memory.

    I forget.

    Keeping an eye on you.

    Cheers,

    Doug

  3. I am surprised Bobby didn’t break Daddy’s legs. LOL

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