A Day With Dad.

Dad squished my doughnut (by accident). My jam filled doughnut. No fat in a ring for me. No no no.

Dad ran over my jam filled doughnut with a shopping trolley. I was the idiot who dropped it. No doughtnut for me. No no no.

Dad signed me up to the gym. The one with hotty male personal trainers. Yes sweaty me and sweaty men. Yes yes yes.

Dad asked for help in the garden today. We cut down trees. Yes now I have HELL sore arms. Yes yes yes.

Dad started to sing on the way home. I sang as well. Yes we're awesome at it. Yes yes yes.