There’s always something to howl about.

Proud Papa

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I could not be more proud.   Last night, at the dinner table, my (just) 2 year old daughter, Ruby…of her own volition…made an unsolicited offer to trade with me.

She wanted some of my coke, “a sip” and I am not generally big on either drinking Coke or giving it to my kids, I couldn’t resist when she offered me some of her chips.   After declining to give her a sip, she said, “You can have my chips.”

Now, the truth was that the chips were soggy, they had the dregs of her burrito on them, and they only had value because her brother wanted to eat them.

But, I had to complete the exchange and so she got to taste coke for either the first or second time.

Here’s to a long life of equally successful trades.