At the beach, my faithful furry friend lying close, the sun was toasting my skin. The smell of saltwater .... the repeating rhythm of the waves softly linking at the shore... As my mind was wandering, my eyes got suddenly caught by two dads chatting, while children were building a castle in the shadow cast by their dads' healthy bellies. I watched down at my own body shape and agreed that it definately did change quite substantially over the last couple of years, ... and smiled happily as my little princess was playing with her mama in the sea...
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That evening as we came back home from the beach I started writing "Daddies with big Bellies"
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