It was over…the J had just sassed me for what felt like the hundredth time that night (truthfully it was more like 2 or 3) but I was not going to have any of it. Having already placed her in time-out, the next step was clear… but just as I was about to lower the boom, she said;
“I love you Daddy.”
Sigh… no fair…
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
It worked, for a moment
Posted by Kemp at Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Labels: Being a Daddy, The J
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2 comments:
They KNOW when the boom is about to be lowered. Sucka!
Little girls are so sneaky.
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