Doug, Dianna and I went out to eat Saturday night. But Dianna was going to go bowling, and leave for it directly from the restaurant.
But she was wearing sandals and hadn't brought socks.
I was wearing sandals, no socks.
Doug had on new, clean socks. So of course, he gave them to Dianna.
Right there in the restaurant, under the table. Are there no limits to the love a dad has for his daughter?
And she bowled a 150.
Doug is such a great dad!