Ace of Spades
At that moment, Winnie pulled on Ace’s arm so he would look at her, “Daddy, can I go play with my toys?”
“Of course, Bear, you go ahead and have fun.” He said, getting down to her level to talk to her.
“Bear? My name isn’t bear silly!” She said, smiling at him like he had lost his mind.
“Well, Winnie the Pooh was a bear, so you're my little Bear. Can I call you that?” He asked her just like that, and my heart melted.
She nodded after a minute, “yep! I like it, daddy.” She hugged him tightly and then ran off to her room, slamming the door harder than I imagined she meant to. Before yelling, “SORRY! It slipped.”
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