“So, when my daughters were young, all three of them, I would take them with me to school,” she said. “One of them would answer the phone, the other one would help me deliver textbooks, and the other one would help me do something else. So, they grew up there. … They’re just fantastic.”
Is this kinda… weird? I remember liking to help my dad out once in a while with simple tasks since I had to stay with him at work, but I don’t know how I’d feel about doing it every day.