| It does not do to dwell on dreams, Harry... And forget to live.
Stats: One Daddy, One Papa, One Lost Girl, One Lost Boy, One furry barky thing, One shy turtle, One noisy bird, Two angry cats, and lots and lots of love.

But imagine it… we’re in the produce section, I walk up to you, and I pose to you this deep philosophical question.
“Are you a melon man or do you prefer bananas?”
Specially if I were to trip and take you down with me, you’d have to.
That would be more interesting than our initial meeting for sure. Can imagine it would end up going somewhere along the lines of "Both, but I’m pretty sure I could be persuaded to think bananas are superior.”
Which would be followed by mothers chaperoning their kids away from the produce section.

Taking falling in love to a new level, hm?
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