*** Warning Sappy Post Ahead ***
Today I was tasked with talking to a child, and there is no child I would like to talk to more than my Goddaughter, Addison. She is my favorite little girl in the world and at only 1 and a 3/8 she is just about perfect. I don't normally talk about nice things on my blog, what with the masturbation followed by penal punctuations, but if you got my started on Addison then you could see my softer side. Not the squishy coating I have but the part of me that melts when I see my baby.
I called Thomas, her father, on my way home from work and asked him to put Addy on. She tries to call me T which is all she can get out for Uncle T, which is my name. After some fidgeting on the other end of the line, Thomas was able to get her to hold the phone and as I said things like "Addison, are you there?" and "What are you doing?" I got back "Hea-Yah".
She also got out "T" which was only slightly clear. I haven't seen her in a couple of months and I am jonesing to go visit but haven't had the time. I almost drove up on my birthday weekend but we had commitments in Midland that stopped me.
Thomas and I decided she was really trying to tell me the secrets of life but since we don't speak baby that we missed out on something big.
That is all,