We were making cookies. When I went to get an ingredient of of the pantry, you asked, "What are you getting, Sweetie?"./You came into the room I was in by myself and told me, "I'm so happy to have a Dad!"./When a glass broke in the dishwasher, you came to me, hugged me, and said, "It's okay to be sad." I'm so happy to know that what I'm saying to you is making an impression./