My dad loves telling stories. I never get tired of this particular one he tells of the day I was born.
The day I was born my dad sneakily took me from the hospital, put me on his lap and drove up to a coffee shop to, in his words, "show me off" to all his friends.
I must have heard this tale about 500 times but it never gets old. It always reminds me of how proud Daddy God is of me no matter what I do. He shows me off the same way my Dad did.
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