Dad had come home from work earlier this time, and the babysitter had left half an hour ago, so little Wendy had been alone for a few minutes. Her father used to greet her as soon as she came, but when he didn't see her in the living room he simply didn't give it any importance and went to his own room, exhausted from working and wanting to go to bed.

However, when he arrived at his room and wanted to take off his jacket, he saw one of the most tender scenes a father could see! His little daughter, barely 3 years old, was looking for his shirts in the closet, and she was wearing a specific shirt that smelled like her father, and it was so big that it reached her knees and the sleeves fell down her little arms.

"Uh,.. hello, daddy" She said in a nervous and childish tone, seeing how she had been caught stealing daddy's shirts. It wasn't her fault! The little girl was cold and missed dad