DAUGHTER HAS A QUESTION PART 1
Dad?” my daughter asked, as she handed my car keys back to me.“What, sweetie?”“Can I ask you a question?”“Sure.”“It's kind of embarrassing,” she said.“Jamie, you know you can ask me anything. What do you want to know?”“I asked my friends Melody and Kiersten, and they just laughed at me. I don't know who else to ask,” she replied.“Then ask me. If I know the answer, I'll tell you. If I don't, we'll do some research to find out,” I said.“Promise you won't laugh at me?”“Why would I laugh? If you...