Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Money Tree

My college-age daughter returned home for a visit last weekend.

After spending the morning with her mother and me, she excitedly told us her plans for the afternoon and ended with a request for some pocket money.

With an exaggerated sigh and roll of my eyes, I reached for my wallet. "Maybe you'd like a money tree out in the backyard," I grumbled, winking at my wife.

Kissing me on the cheek, and with a grin of her own, she replied, "Oh, no, Daddy. We'd never replace you!"


  © Blogger template The Professional Template by Ourblogtemplates.com 2008

Back to TOP