deborahamy
this reminds me of the table we used to have when i was little. my parents got it from my grandma on my dad's side. there was a mark on one edge where my uncle tried to stab my dad's hand with a fork, but he moved his hand in time. now there are just four small dents in that circular light wood table.
i used to go with my dad to the barber shop. i always thought it would be more exciting than it actually was. i just sat there looking at magazine that were meant for middle aged men, as a young girl. but i loved spending time with my dad in the car on the way there and back. plus, he would usually buy us some ice cream on the way home.
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