things i know:
99.9% sure who the father is
99.9% sure she actually did gestate in my womb.
99.9% sure there was no switch at birth.
things i might not be so sure about:
the effect of the numerous ultra-sounds she required at the end of the pregnancy.
things i am not sure about at all:
is she mine?
things that make me question the paternity of my daughter:
“i got an 11 out of 12!!! an 11 out of 12!!!!! i mean i practiced and practiced graphs and i get an 11 out of 12!!!!” she lamented about her math test.
i was thinking “11 out of 12? i would be giddy with a 6 out of 12”
how is she mine? how?
things that make me sure paternity is correct:
“this is such a hard clue” she told me when asking me to help her with her homework.
‘if you were eating a round dessert with a flaky crust, what would you be eating?’ the question asked and the words from her spelling list this week were next to her.
“pie?” i asked.
“pie??” she was puzzled. “oh! pie!!!!” i thought the ‘flaky crust’ had something to do with frosted flakes.”
welcome back to the fold my daughter.