My daughter Julia came to live with me a year ago for school. It isn't easy for me to raise someone who is practically my 8-year-old clone, but that is exactly what I find I am doing with Julia. Through our judo and soccer practices, reading, writing and arithmetic, Girl Scouts, and Japanese language classes, we occasionally have a conversation that connects us both in a sometimes deep and usually humorous way. Hopefully, you will be as entertained as we are.
Julia and Daddy had a big, action-packed Sunday. After leaving McGurk's with Mardi Gras masks — in October — and, at Julia's request, shopping at the grocery store "in disguise," they are driving home.
Julia: Daddy, remember when we were under there?
Daddy: Under where?
(Julia erupts in high-pitched, girlish laughter.)