Daddy liked to lie in bed and read

Daddy liked to lie in bed and read. When I was a little girl, I would stand in the doorway, run at top speed, and jump on him. He would laugh at the top of his lungs and so would I. I did this all of our lives. I was big enough for both of us and I still kept running and jumping on him. He never got tired of it and neither did I. It makes me laugh to think about it.