It is not a story but it is something I quite enjoyed as a kid. When I was little I loved playing with my dad in the park. I loved when he swung me in the swing, and he invented stories like if I was a fairy in my little castle. After that we used to have ice cream with the shape of a foot that tasted like strawberries, it is called 'Frigopie' here in Spain for those of you that may not know it. Then we arrived home and we made my favorite dinner. His homemade recipe for pizza. I loved making little pizzas with the shape of a heart, I remember that we once made 2 dinosaur pizzas and made the eyes out of black olives. I miss those days, as now I'm all grown up and I'm no longer dad's little princess.
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