I know I’m supposed to be a productive adult, attuned parent, community leader and gracious husband. Turns out, I really just want to play video games in my underwear.
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Hide them well
Little Miss Thing, age 5: “I like your new car. It’s cleaner than your old car.”
Me: “Maybe he didn’t have kids.”
LMT: “Are you going to wreck this one too?”
Me: “No, I want to keep it a long time. Maybe in ten years you can learn to drive using this car.”
LMT: “I already know how to drive. I can drive whenever I want.”
Me: (slow blink)
Wonderful Wife: “I’m going to start hiding our car keys.”
Questioning
My Wonderful Wife: “Hold still, child… I want to scrape that little bit of dried blood off your face.”
Little Miss Thing, age 5, recoiling: “Why? Are you going to sell it?’
WW: (slow blink) “Hey, honey, can I get a little help here?”
Me: “Hey… it’s a valid question.”
Very Vocal Viking 