My daughter and I are driving and she notices a couple of children running on the sidewalk and turns to me and says, "I wish you weren't fat. I wish your were skinny."
I take a Twix like pause to give my good daddy side of my brain time to kick start and them timidly ask, "Why?"
"Because then we can run together," she innocently responds.
Apparently all the physical benefits of my 235 mile canoe odyssey last year have disappeared. This year's goal will be to run with my daughter.
After I told this story to Andria, she mentioned that I could have said, "At least I'm not dead."
To which I responded, "Honey, I don't live in a world of attorneys. I have to assume innocence first and anyways, sarcasm only works with Jacob."
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