Step-parent worries are not always necessary. |
Dejah, my boyfriend's daughter, is hooked on
Popsicles, especially the blue ones. She'll dig through the box, passing up favorite
flavors like orange and grape, for the brilliant blue that seems to always be at the
bottom of the container. One evening Michael pointed to the Popsicle she was eating, "Dejah, what color is that?" "Blue." "Very good, now what color is your gown?" Dejah looked down at her yellow gown with a white sheep in a pink bow and stated "Blue." "No, that's yellow. What color is the dog?" He pointed
at my dog Rose, a black Cocker Spaniel, Doberman mix. |
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