It's the little things

Sometimes, my dad is awesome. I was making cheesecake for Thanksgiving and asked him whether he wanted to lick the bowl.

Dad: No, I don't...[he sticks his pinky in the bowl and licks it tentatively.] Mmm, this is good. Give me a spoon.

So I let my dad slurp clean the remains of a bowl of cheesecake batter all by himself. Either I'm a very good daughter or a very, very bad one.

Happy Thanksgiving to all and to all a good night.