Though thine two grown former babes in crib age, now lead checkered lives, no longer monopolize my time as though their persons went backstage either one embracing, judging, and negotiating positive chutes and ladders with courage evoking glee this papa helped both beautiful lasses avoid being risk averse navigating life with minimal damage though to get ahead of the class, (asper the eldest Eden Liat) credit karma fairly and squarely attributed to herself with encourage meant from this papa, who oft time felt he lacked any clue akin to a hobbled battleship left to drift at sea, whence, upon landfall sub sequent lee forced to forage in a foreign dominion (akin to being among Settlers of Catan), plus devoid of instruments to gauge, an optimal strategic operation, thus figuratively groping in the dark (unaware of a brewing twister) guided by blind faith doth admit saying sorry, but apologetic homage would disqualify thyself, a "FAKE" mastermind undeserving of just desserts, unfairly via diktat plucking sweet treats awash within Candy Land, a deceptive image entrancing, luring and, spellbinding ultimately incurring trouble, particularly when Shana Aubrey (younger by about twenty six months) garnered lion's share of parental attention necessitated mandatory intervention due to language skills, plus pronounced developmental delay, where supreme social service sages gentle massage wrought divine prestidigitation as one after another case worker did overencourage to counteract congenital cognitive setback (coalesced in utero), now finds das dada envious (cuz, aye got mired, hogtied, and bogged down with obsessive compulsive trivial pursuit, hence warrant so lucky as thee Punim) steers ship shape body electric round her uncharted cerebral cape of good hope passage.