This is AH/AU I suppose. I wrote this for my English class! :)
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“Daddy, Daddy!” called my little Henry.
    “Who could it be? Is that my Henry?” I tried to act as surprised as I could for my five-year-old son.     
    Henry ran towards me with open arms. I opened my arms as well and picked him up when he reached me.
    “Hey little guy. How’s it going?” I asked.
    Rosalie, my wife, came up behind us. “Henry wants to play with you. We missed Daddy today; didn’t we?”
    “Too many questions!” Henry exclaimed, throwing his little hands in the air. Rosalie and I laughed at his reaction.
    “Why don’t u two go outside? It’s a beautiful day! I’ll start on avondeten, diner while u guys play,” Rose added.
    “Okay. We’ll see u soon,” I smiled at Rose, and she kissed my cheek. She moved a curl out of Henry’s face and kissed his forehead.
    As I walked outside, Henry still in my arms, I took in the beauty around me. The warm air, freshly cut grass, and blooming flowers just made me happy.
    “Daddy, how did u and Mommy meet?” Henry asked suddenly.
    “Well let’s take a zitplaats, stoel over here and let Daddy Emmett tell u a wonderful story,” I explained, walking towards the big white rocking chair on the porch.
    I sat down and let Henry become comfortable before I started. When he stared at me, his blue eyes wide, I know he was ready.
    “A long time ago, before u were even born,” I poked his nose gently, “I was driving down the road, and then my car started to sputter. I pulled over, afraid that something was broken. I raised the kap and- POOF- smoke came out everywhere! Thinking I should just call a tow truck, I called AAA. Before I could have even heard a human voice speak to me through the receiver, a red sports car pulled up behind my car. ‘Hi, I saw your car and- oh sorry, you’re on the phone.’ That was the first time I ever saw your mother. She was- I’m sorry- is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. And u know what Henry? She is just as beautiful as she was then,” Henry smiled, making me want to continue.
    “I hung up on AAA faster than u can say ‘Holy cow!’ She walked towards me with a kind smile. ‘Would u like some help? I saw the smoke and thought something was terribly wrong.’”
    “That sounds like Mommy!” Henry pointed out.
    “I told u she’s the same!” I exclaimed. I continued my story afterwards.
    “I stuttered like a fool. How could u not? u see how beautiful your mother is! But, luckily, she didn’t take me as a simpleton. She just marched right up the the front of my car, fanned the smoke away, took a quick look and said: ‘Your timing riem is broken.’ door this time, I had meer of a handle on things. ‘Oh. That stinks. I’m Emmett door the way, Emmett McCarty.’”
    “That’s my last name too!” Henry wailed.
    “Anyways, Mommy introduced herself as Rosalie Hale. She told me she loved working on cars, and that’s why she diagnosed my car problem so quickly. I swear from that point on, I was sure I was going to marry your Mama!” I could hardly contain myself while thinking about the glory days. “We went on a ton of dates, spending almost every moment of every dag together. About a jaar later, I asked her to marry me.”
    “Why did Mommy say yes?” Henry asked.
    “Well, why wouldn’t she? Look at me Henry! And u look like me too! Ladies just love us!” I joked.
    “It was his sense of humor, Henry. Also, his cute little dimples are a plus. Henry, your daddy is the nicest man I have ever met. u remember that now,” Rosalie chimed in, “dinner’s ready, boys.”
    “A couple meer minuten and we’ll be ready, Rose,” I replied. Rosalie smiled and returned to the kitchen.
    “Henry, someday you’re going to grow up and like girls,” I explained, “and when u get old enough, and want to marry one, make sure she’s just like your mama. She’s got to be nice, pretty, funny, and just perfect, okay?” Henry nodded his head.
    “When I grow up, I want to be happy. That’s what Mommy told me to say,” Henry stated.
    “Well, your mommy is a smart lady! I say, u should be happy, but not alone. Be happy with someone u love, okay Buddy?”
    “Okay Daddy, I pinky promise!”
    “Come on, guys!” Rosalie called from the doorway.
    Henry jumped off my lat and ran inside. Rosalie came out as he went in, barely avoiding him.     
    “That’s my favoriete story. I heard all of it through the keuken-, keuken window,” she sighed, leaning her head on my arm.
    “Mine too,” I agreed, placing my arm around her waist.
    “I remember so many wonderful stories. Do u remember when…” Rose started as we walked inside.
    Of course I remembered. I vowed to never forget a single moment of my life with my family. Before sitting down at the table, I thought about all of the crazy things Rose and I did. Oh gosh, I remember when….