Description: Another super simple one, but I'm getting the story down, and for me that's the most important part.
At nearly four years old you were old enough to understand that we try to make Father’s Day a special day for Daddy.
You were terribly excited about helping Madeline and I make him some chocolate truffles; pouring in some of the ingredients, stirring, shaping the mixture into balls and using all your willpower not to sneak little bites of them while rolling them around in the coconut. Once they were done, you packed them into a tin with the care of someone handling hollowed-out eggshells.
Now the hard part: you had to keep it secret for a whole day. I thought you were going to explode from the effort of suppressing the urge to blurt it out to Daddy, but telling him repeatedly that you “had a surprise for him tomorrow” was as unrestrained as you got. Not bad for a three year old!
Fathers Day finally came and you were so proud to be giving him something that you made yourself and of course he was delighted with such a special gift.
For Daddy, with love from his smallest daughter.
