My favorite memory is a Christmas Eve when I was about 6 years old. My dad was working the 2-10 shift that day. When he got home, Santa Claus had already stopped at our house. I got a baby doll that you could feed and change its diaper. I was excited and couldn’t wait to take care of my baby! The first thing I wanted to do was feed my baby! Before I fed my baby, I made my dad taste the food! So there he was, still in uniform, bent down, tasting the food that I was going to feed my baby! Thirty three years later and I still remember this! I even have a picture of me feeding my dad! This is a memory that I will never forget!