Teri (onehipwinner) wrote in parachute_x,

under the blanket

My dad would play a game called "under the blanket" we (my father sister and me) would go under a comforter, that seemed huge at the time. He would sorta trap us in, excpet not really. We were more trapping the dogs out who would be forcing to get in. Their little dog noses poking in, interested in what was so important under the blanket. And it was important. We had time with dad. We had his affection, we sat in his lap and laughed. When we eventually got out, the dog ended up getting trapped and it was funny seeing the dog walk around with a blanket on top of him like a ghost.

my dad's mad at me right now.

his princess..
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