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The Often Hilarious Requests For Help From My Daughter.
And why she’s going to be just fine.
My daughter is brilliant, beautiful, funny, and endearingly helpless at times.
She’s not truly helpless, but she likes to call a parent as her first course of action. She used to call so frequently her father worried about her ability to live in the Los Angeles area on her own. Now, as she finishes her final year of law school, I know he is smiling down on her from heaven, and I am answering her calls.
Car trouble
Sierra is one of the smartest young ladies I know, as is her sister, Camille. I tell them they get that from their father. Thankfully they think I helped a little too. We sent her to Long Beach in an ancient Saturn we paid $2,000 for. This was not a quality car. Problems were inevitable.
In 2014, during her first few months of college, Sierra would call whenever she had an issue with her car. I only know the basics of car maintenance, so those calls usually went to Patrick. They had equal levels of patience with each other, so the call was usually very tense. Patrick would tell her what she needed to do, and she would panic if it involved actually doing anything.
