This morning, after I got Namine her medicine, she asked for some water. “No problem,” I said, getting a glass from the cupboard.
“Could you please put some ice in it?”
“Sure.”
I opened the freezer, and a song popped into my head (like always). I started singing, “She’s as cold as ice…”
Namine said, “Cheese isn’t as cold as ice, Daddy.”




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