Daddy must have seen me go to my room, because a few minutes later he came in and sat on the edge of my bed. He knew exactly what I was feeling because the first thing out of his mouth was “I don’t see what’s so great about that new baby? She’s just a baby, right? She doesn’t do anything but cry. That’s no fun. But I guess we’d better keep her for a while and see how she turns out. Now, why don’t you and I go get some ice cream?” It made me feel that my daddy understood what I was going through and how sad I was.
