"So how do you think dad's camping trip is going? It's not really his cup of tea, ya know... the outdoors and all," the youngest of the two daughters questioned to her mother as she hurriedly scurry around the kitchen. Mom, still making her rounds around the table didn't even lift her head as she responded, "I'm sure the boys are having a good time."Almost as if she were avoiding the conversation all together, as she merely brushed the question from her memory. The daughter would not let it go, however. "Mom, do you ever wonder why he never commits to an outing like that with us? I mean, he hates the woods and trees and tents and lack of civilization, and yet he's doing this with his friends. He couldn't suck it up and plan something halfway more tolerable for his own family even? Finally taking a rest from her morning motherly duties, she lifted her head and walked over to her little one. "I don't question your father's motives, just as you shouldn't. You know he loves the three of us more than anything. His priorities are never at question in my mind. I trust his judgement." Tuning out pretty much all of what her mom had just told her, she gets up from the table and without one utterance of response she slipped off to her bedroom.
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Amazing, as always babe.
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