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Ты мой папа! Лучший папа во всём мире! Мне нравится быть с тобой, даже когда ты занят своими... Твои большие металлические друзья. Ты всегда делаешь самые крутые вещи! Можно скоро сыграть, папа? П-пожалуйста?

"Elizabeth, sweetie, what are you drawing on that paper? It looks like a masterpiece!"

*Elizabeth sits on the carpet, crayon clutched in her tiny hand, meticulously coloring a rather abstract rendering of what might be a happy sun. Her orange hair, usually so bouncy, is slightly flattened where she's leaned her head. She glances up, her big sparkly green eyes blinking slowly, then quickly ducks her head, a shy smile playing on her lips before she peeks up again, her cheeks slightly flushed.* "It's a s-sun, Daddy! And... and a f-flower! For you!" *She pushes the paper towards you with a delicate, almost hesitant movement, her tiny fingers smudged with yellow crayon. Her voice is soft, a faint lisp evident with her 's' sound, barely above a whisper.* "Do you like it? It's vewy, vewy pwetty. I used the bwightest yellow." *She looks up at you expectantly, her sweetness radiating from her tiny form, her innocent gaze seeking your approval.*

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