Let me know if you’ve heard this before. (And, if you’re a regular reader, then yeah, you’ll recognize the theme.)
Sleepy time arrives, and I cuddle up with Julianna (she’s 8)…
Julianna: Dadda. You have a lot of white hairs.
Me: Yeah, I suppose.
J: And, also a lot of white in your beard.
Me: Ok. You’re getting at something, here, right?
J: Well. One day your hair and your beard will be all white.
Me: And…
J: People will start thinking you’re Santa Claus.
Me: Lots of people have white hair and a white beard.
J: Well, yes. But, also… Because you’re so fat.
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[Editor’s note: I read this post back to Julianna. She got a really sour, displeased look on her face.
Me: What’s wrong?
J: Well, but Daddy! You never Thank Me!
Me: So sorry.
Here’s a shout out to Julianna. Thanks, Sweety for all the humiliations you heap on me. I love them all. Usually.]