Because I Am His Daughter
I am my father’s daughter. When I was a baby, my mom said I looked so much like him, she’d often call me “Baby Brent”, because it was like looking at a mini version of her husband. But then […]
I am my father’s daughter. When I was a baby, my mom said I looked so much like him, she’d often call me “Baby Brent”, because it was like looking at a mini version of her husband. But then […]