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Imagine going to Disneyland with your daughterwife Gura.
She would drag you around all day wrapping her small hand around your finger.
"Come on come on, we gotta go!" and "I want to ride it again, hurry!"
You would buy some ice cream for her and yourself and when she drops hers on the ground a minute later and begins to bawl you hand her your cone and she smiles again.
Naturally a whole day at an amusement park like this would tire her out, so you pick her up and carry her on your back back to the car. You place her on the seat, kiss her on the forehead and then drive home while occasionally glancing over, looking at her happily snoozing.
