Therese is off to Bratislava to deliver a talk and come down with a cold. Big kids are on a day-camp outing, leaving Bettina and me alone for a D3, our code for Daddy-Daughter Day. I take her to the Thursday farmers' market for a 4-year-old education on bargain hunting and shopping-list management. Bettina proudly crosses off each produce item on the list, like Toad does in Bettina's favourite Frog And Toad story. With her maternally inherited good looks, Bettina charms one fauning vendor after another. One hands her a free strawberry. The next one gives her a free pear. At the next booth she gets a free croissant. (They certainly didn't hand me anything.) By 8:30a.m. she's practically had lunch. I should take her with me to the bank.
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