Okay...I'm giving Zoe a bath after school today:
Zoe: "Dad, can I sing you a song I wrote myself?"
Me: "You wrote a song?"
Zoe: "Yes."
Me: "I'd love to hear it. By all means...sing."
Zoe (singing): "I love my fa-mi-ly. Mom-my and Gabe-and-me."
Me (aghast): "What about me? I'm part of your family too!"
Zoe: "Oh, yeah...I forgot."
Gee...thanks, kid!
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Mommy's all right. Gabe is all right. Dad's just a little weird. Surrender.
That pretty much sums it up, daddy-o.
Jamie
Lemme try that again...
I know your pain. My kid told me she thought her dad's girlfriend's Blackberry was "prettier" than my iPhone. They really know where to stick the knives. And then twist 'em!
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