Mimon

Hello!
Good something to you!
Tonigh I was talking with my oldest daughter, her and me are like so much alike is freaking scary. I always tell her she's my right hand person, the one I can count on to take care of things if/and when my presence is no longer there. We always joke sarcastically and I feel she underdstand my dark humor.
Why am I talking about her you ask? Well today we were gooffing around and one thing led to another and we touch the area of illnesses and I looked at her seriously and told her that her mother and I were keeping quiet about an illness she suffers from but we had hoped that with age it would have dissapeared but all signs pointed to the opposite and we had to let hear know in case it was genetic. She asked me what it was and I hugg her and told her that she suffers from ID syndrome, I explained it wasn't fatal but it was going to change her life. She then asked me what it meant and if there was a cure. I told her there was no cure and that ID stands for Idiot Disorder syndrome!!! The old man still got it, he passed one over a young turk that thinks she knows everything!
She claimed she will use it at school, I believe her after all she's my daughter!
Take care people!