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Jump in the Melon time machine with me if you will. It seats two and I just stopped at Taco Bell. Back we go to a quiet seaside California town. Outside this hospital you can smell the ocean and we spot a happy guy. A little chubby but otherwise unremarkable man yapping away on a giant cell phone to family and friends. He is happy as hell.

Inside the hospital, a proud mom fawns over her daughter. A look came over the Moms face the father had never seen before, one of intense focus and concern the moment the daughter was brought into the world. The daughter wouldn't get out of sight of either parent.

Fast forward to today and not much has changed. Reagan has grown into an awesome pre-teen who shops at a store called Justice where I stand in the corner with other old men complaining how high the hem lines are. I am still doing my best not to let Reagan out of my sight.

This morning Reagan brought in a tray of cupcakes to school. She wanted to take the bus, but I thought that was silly. So we politely went back and forth, "no I don't mind" we repeated to each other. Then, finally, "Dad, just let me go."

I don't think she meant it how I took it. Here is my 10 year old girl telling me to let go. Ha! fat chance.

I ended up driving her to school. Happy birthday Reagan.

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