Nate came stumbling in my room, crying.
Nate: ....mumble, mumble, Daddy...mumble, mumble, worms....mumble, mumble left...
Me: Nate! Why are you so sad?
Nate: mumble, mumble...Daddy is gone....mumble
Me: He's just in Idaho at work. It's okay, buddy.
Nate: (sobbing) When it was summertime, Dad just started the Kawasaki and just leaved us in the dirt. (more broken hearted sobs).
Me: Oh, Nate...did you dream that Dad went on a motorcycle ride without you?
Nate: Yeah! (more sobs).
Poor thing just snuggled into my bed and cried. He had real tears on his cheeks and everything. Oh...to be Nate, and the saddest thing in the whole world is missing out on a motorcycle ride.
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That is so cute! He sure does love his motorcycle rides!
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