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LOVE THE GAME

"Daddy are we going to play the car game" "Of coarse honey" I was in preschool and I always wanted to drive a car but I couldn't even see over the steering wheel so on the way to school I got to play the game.It was my favorite game. My class room was in the rec center if I didn't direct my dad he would purposely take me to his work which was just paced the rec center. I loved the ride there because there were quick turns and long wavy rodes and my dad made it extra fun because he would always pretend he was a crazy taxi driver in New York he even attempted to imitate there accent but I only pretended he was good at it."Wow this game is so fun and so silly at the same time" That was what I always thought as we played the game". Then if I was late I would tell my teacher what happened and she would say 97% of the time, " Your dad is so silly " every time she said that I laughed "I know" I squeaked. And then skipped off and to chat with my friends. The only thing I hated about preschool is that I had to say bey to my dad. I was very sad and yet cheerful at both times. Although I was glum chum I never cried. At the end of the day I would tell my dad about my day and then we would be crazy taxi drivers again.And I loved it more than any thing but I never told him that I loved it because he already knew.

PS. I love you Daddy **:D**