“Dad, I Have a Question.” * * * * * * * * * * “Dad?” my daughter asked, as she handed my car keys back to me. “What, sweetie?” “Can I ask you a question?” “Sure.” “It's kind of embarrassing,” she said. “Jamie, you know you can ask me anything. What do you want to know?” “I asked my friends Melody and Kiersten, and they just laughed at me. I don't know who else to ask,” she replied. “Then ask me. If I know the answer, I'll tell you. If I don't, we'll do some research to find out,” I said. “Promise you won't laugh at me?” “Why would I laugh? If you don't know something, one of the b… Read more
