By Nic Lindh on Wednesday, March 18, 2009 in personal · 1 min read
Paid back
As any father should, I of course think my daughter is the most special person in the world, but she is such a clone of her mother I sometimes wonder where all my genes went.
I was reminded that they’re most certainly in there working their chemical magic the other day when I took her along for a walk. Me on foot and her on her beloved Razor scooter.
After a while she started getting tired of scootering and wanted me to carry the scooter. Okay, no problem. Then she thought I was walking too fast—speed being the reason she had the scooter with her in the first place.
So we were walking along, her a few steps behind me, when I heard her mutter under her breath, “This is so stupid.”
Yep, there they are, the Lindh genes.
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