My youngest daughter wanted my advise.

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I recieved a phone call from my youngest daughter this morning. She sounded on tears. She asked me if I had lunch to invite her and I told her to choose between pasta with tomato sauce or a shepheard´s pie. What´s your´s problem? I asked. And she told me that she had been accepted for the course to be part of the Court of Justice. I yelled: but that´s what you wanted, that´s a giant step for you! Yes but... she said, and she came over. My daughter is a judge. And she is the sort of judge that you could read about online for some important decisions she has made. If she goes on like this, she could well finish her career at the Supreme Court of my country. Still, she is my baby daughter and she ate with me, told me all about it, cleared her head, reached my bed for a nap before I did and went away happy. She had been overwhelmed for having been chosen for something she wanted. She told me that I would have to babysit part time for 2 months during the time of her studies. It starts at 7AM and ends at 9PM with a lunch break. I´m very proud.