Landis idolizes his Daddy. Here is a conversation we had after dinner this evening.
"Monni, I am a Daddy."
"Oh, that is nice. Do you have a baby?"
"Yes. And I am a Daddy. I came home for lunch."
"I'm glad you came home. What would you like for lunch?"
"How 'bout a sammich?"
"OK, Landis, here it is." I handed him an imaginary sandwich, and pretended to eat my own sandwich.
"Now you can drop me off at work."
"Where is your work?"
"Outside. We can go together!"
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