5 year old, giving me a hug: “I love you, dad. You’re such a great dad.”
Me: “Aww, thank you baby. You’re a great kid, too.”
5 yo: “I just smelled the way you would taste if I were to eat you.”
Me: “O…kay…”
5 year old, giving me a hug: “I love you, dad. You’re such a great dad.”
Me: “Aww, thank you baby. You’re a great kid, too.”
5 yo: “I just smelled the way you would taste if I were to eat you.”
Me: “O…kay…”
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I’ve had this hat for a long time now. My sister made it for me! As you can imagine, it gets lots of compliments.

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Remember how a few days ago I mentioned being angsty? Yeeeaaaahhh, maybe not the best time to finally look into this Billie Eilish person I’ve been hearing so much about. Or maybe it was exactly the right time? I dunno.
Anyway. Whew! She’s good.
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My daughter has an imaginary friend named “Fighter.” (He’s the pilot for all her favorite cars and Legos and so on.)
Fighter has a sister named “I Forgot.” Yes, that is her actual name. I checked.
Maybe she plays baseball?
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Lately I’ve had a hard time writing anything other than awful, angsty poetry (don’t ask). It’s like going through high school all over again, except now with kids and debt.
It’s also really eating into the buffer I built up from taking nine days to post a 1,200- word short story I’d already written. I wonder if there’s anything else salvageable on my DeviantArt account…
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I think I’m finally getting the hang of it!

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Because you are precious, and should be taken care of.
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(me, complimenting my 7 year old on her Legos): You’re a great engineer.
(her): I’m not an engineer yet.
(a few seconds pass while it dawns on me that she is referring to her future career)
(me): Well, maybe not a professional engineer, but you’re very good at building things. I think I’m going to call you an engineer anyway.
(a few more seconds pass as she mulls this over)
(her): What about Angel?
(me): I’ll call you both.
(her, in obvious satisfaction): Okay.

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