The Big Sleep

As the party's winding down, Ms Z pulls me aside and calmly says, "I don't want to die, Papa. Papa, I don't want to die."

Picture of the Future

Ms Z: Papa? I grew up in DC.
Me: Um, that's right, honey.
Ms Z: When I'm a Momma, I'm going to be very tall. I'm going to bump my head on the ceiling.
Me: I know you will. [Turning off light] G'night honey, I love you.
Ms Z: I'm not ever going to change.
Me: Um....what?
Ms Z: I'm not going to change, Papa.
Me: G'night, honey. I love you very much.

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