Sunday morning, Tonka and I were both awake at 4:30am. Not sure why.
She was coloring at the kitchen table, I was blogging.
I turned to her, got down to her level and said:
"Tonka, can I ask you a question?"
"Yes."
"Do you think I am a good Abba [father]?"
"Yes."
"Anything I can do to be a better Abba?"
"No."
"Do you promise to tell me if there's something you think I can do?"
"Yes."
And she gave me a big hug.