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“And why’s that, babe?” You ask her, running you hands in soothing circles on her back. Her face was tucked into your thigh in embarrassment. “Mama, dada keeps laughing at me!” She wiggles her way out of her dad’s arms and crashes into your legs. A pout is on Audrey’s lips, her brows softly furrowed together. “What did you do?” You eyed the two loves of your life. You enter the room to see Chris red in the face as he tried to stifle his laughs. You rush to where her voice came from, which was the living room. You walk out of the laundry room, having just finished throwing in the wet clothes into the dryer. His other hand comes to land on his left pec as he continued to laugh. Chris lets out a heartfelt laugh at his daughter’s reaction. “I can’t go to jail, dada! I’m too young!” His daughter says, a hint of fear in her voice. Suddenly, Audrey cups her dad’s face and presses a giant kiss onto his cheek. “Of course they need to be kissed! It would be a crime if someone doesn’t get kissed underneath the mistletoe!” Chris claimed causing the eyes of his daughter to widen. “Do they really need to be kissed?” She continued to quiz her dad. He stood up, resting Audrey on his hip so she could touch the festive plant. It comes out during the holidays and whoever is underneath the mistletoe gets a kiss.” He explained to her as he gathered her into his arms. “Hey jellybean, watcha up to?” He crouched beside his daughter as he followed her line of sight. A classic Christmas cartoon played on the tv, though it was long forgotten by Audrey. One day, Chris had found his daughter standing underneath the mistletoe, her big blue eyes sparkling from the lights of the Christmas tree a few feet away from her.
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Sometimes the little girl would find herself standing underneath the mistletoe, staring up at it as she tried to come up with some kind of reason as to why it were there. She would wonder what the purpose of the mistletoe was and why it was hung in the living room doorway instead of the tree. Lately, the mistletoe had been the subject of her thoughts. She was always curious about her surroundings and had a never ending amount of questions.
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Your daughter, like her father, was always full of wonder and anticipated to learn new things. Ever since Chris had hung the mistletoe up in the living room’s doorway, it had always caught the curious eyes of your sweet Audrey.