Everyone had something they would travel to the ends of the earth for. For her husband, it was crispy bacon.
Hot or cold, fresh or cured, as long as it had the crisp, he wanted it.
Their precious daughter knew her daddy liked bacon, but not that he only liked crispy bacon. So it was with great amusement that she watched their two-year-old waddle back and forth between the dining table and her daddy, bringing with her a slice of bacon on a plate each time.
“Bacon.” Their daughter presented the soft, non-crispy bacon.
“Thanks, sweetheart.” Her husband forced a smile and accepted the offered bacon.
One hand pressed against her lips to muffle her laughter, she recorded it all on her phone.
Genre: slice of life, family