The following is a series of texts I discovered while looking on my phone this afternoon. My seven year old has a way of making off with my phone from time to time. These were the texts between her and her dad who had left this morning to board a plane for Miami (which she calls "new mini").
Daddy's Girl: I miss you why do you have to go to new mini call me when your there love reagan.
Dad: Sweet girl. I don't want to go to new mini, but that's where the football game is and the transporter isn't ready yet, as soon as u invent it, I won't ever have to go to new mini again.
Daddy's Girl: ill start on the transporter right now
Dad: I love you so much. Thanks.
Daddy's Girl: your welcome
After asking her about the texts, she said that they talk about building a transporter so that they can be together all of the time. It made my heart soar. A father's love for his baby girl, a girl's absolute adoration for her dad...God is so good to allow me to see this.
I know that time changes things. However, I wrote these texts down and I recorded them here. In ten years, that transporter may not be such a great idea to this seven year old girl. However, it will be a memory that her dad and I will want to visit together over and over. So maybe by writing this down, I have begun the process of building my own little transporter.
That is so precious! Love it!
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