Best memories with your dad? RIP Officer Decker.
Oh, um. I have to admit, talking about my dad is still hard sometimes, but the good times come a little easier. There are so many to choose from, one stands out in particular though.
I was maybe 12 or 13, and my dad had to take me to an audition because my mom was out of town for a convention. My heart wasn't really in it, I felt under-prepared, the casting people were too impatient to be working with kids... just overall, a recipe for a bad day. Predictably, the audition went poorly. My dad picked up on my mood on the way back home and took a detour to a little ice-cream place near the beach. We split a giant scoop of chocolate while I chattered about everything but the audition.
We made a habit of it. Mom was kind of a stickler for eating healthy, so it was our little secret. Every time I had a bad audition, he’d take me for ice-cream at the beach to cheer me up. And every time I landed a role... he’d take me out for ice-cream at the beach to celebrate.
In hindsight, Trixie may have inherited her sweet tooth from me.
So... does this mean we can get chocolate cake every time I get a good grade on a test? 🥺
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Sure thing, monkey.
AND if I get a bad grade? 😇😇













