Dad read me Make Way for Ducklings. I'd rather have my pacifier, but I let him read the first 4 pages just so he felt better before I started crying. Afterwards, dad was so proud of himself for putting me to sleep that he went to work on his turkey decoys in the basement. I woke up to hideous racket of nail pounding. What was he thinking? He says he's going to take me turkey hunting. I'm not going if its that noisy!
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