Page 93 of Daddy, Take Me Away
“Wapples. Definitely wapples.”
Chuckling, I slid from the bed. “I bet Helen has some pretty good ‘wapples’ somewhere.”
I got us both showered and dressed in record time. I felt like I deserved an award. People underestimated how hard it was to dress a wiggly Little girl.
I held her hand as we walked down Main Street. The small town was even more charming in the mornings. The birds sang so beautifully and the sun peeked from between the trees just right. It really did feel almost magical.
“Today?” Tinsley asked as she skipped along beside me. She’d skipped yesterday too. I hoped that meant she was feeling carefree and relaxed.
“What about today, baby?”
“Doing today?”
“Oh. Silly Daddy. Today we are going to the waterpark, having a picnic, and maybe doing some shopping if you feel up to it.”
“Fun,” she said, nodding her head so hard her small pink bow wobbled.
“I think it will be a fun day too.”
“Picnic is fun,” she added.
I squeezed her hand before bringing it to my mouth and kissing her fingers. “I thought you might like that.”
“Maybe see the duckies again.”
“Oh, yeah. Maybe they’ll be back today.”
I guided her through the restaurant door and into a booth. “Dada, same side?” she asked, patting the bench seat beside her.
I slid into the booth beside her and she pressed into me. Placing my arm on the back of the seat, I flipped open a menu.
“Oh, they have chocolate chip waffles,” I pointed out, tapping the menu.
“Ohh.” She nodded, excitingly. “Coffee too.”
I laughed. She hated coffee. “How about juice?”
“Hmmm, apple?”
I scanned the menu. “Yes, they have apple. Is that what you would like?”
“Yas-huh, Dada.”
I couldn’t resist the urge to kiss the top of her curls.
“What having?” she asked me insistently.
“I think I’m going to have a ham and cheese omelet.”
“Boring.”
“Oh, an omelet is boring?”
“Yas-huh.”
“What do you think I should have?” I prepared for a silly Little girl answer.
“Wapples.”
