“Ace, why is my daughter baking this kind of stuff every day instead of working on her recipes for the article?” He’s clearly not going to let this go, so finally, I turn to face him. “I think maybe it’s Max.” Monty squints in confusion. “I think she likes showing Max the basics, letting him help in some capacity. He’s been in the kitchen with her every day.” A smile cracks on my lips. “She even got him his own little apron with dinosaurs all over it. I’m sure she’ll get back to working on the other stuff soon, but for now, they’ve been having fun doing this together.” A soft grin slides
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