“I Cup”

It is a special milestone for a parent when his youngest child, his baby, asks with a mischievous grin, “Dad, can you spell I see — no, I mean, wait — can you spell, ‘I cup?'”

I watch while she waits for it. And naturally, being Dad, much closer to Goofus than Gallant, I stumble right into it.

She laughs, and I smile at her laughter.

A few days later, while chomping on a chicken sandwich, my little girl asks, “Dad, do you like seafood?”

Does she think I was born yesterday?

But it’s a dance I gratefully perform. “Yes,” I reply, dimly. “I love seaford.”

And so she shows me.

And again, that sound — her laughter.

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