The Heat!
Aaaaaaand THAT’S my Dada, folks! See him? Right there. There! I’m pointing to him so you won’t miss him. See?! DAAAAADAAAAA! Hi!! Hi Dada! Dada. Dada! I say Dada fifty million times every baseball game and when I finally get my requested man, I point and shout and scream and dance.
And I dance some more and scream the loudest when I see 98 on the tv for the first time EVER!! It’s officially tv official! That pitch was 98.4MPH and we were PUMPED! All those adjustments sure did their job, my goodness!!! Yaaaaaaay Daddy!!!
Can’t stop smiling. Can’t stop dancing. It was making us sweaty so we hopped into the pool and played until our man came home in time for supper!
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