My kid is financially crushing it.
“No. Only Daddy does my hair.”
It’s offensive, but not offensive, but incredibly offensive, but innocent.
Under-promise and overdeliver.
“My door broke. When’s lunch?”
I don’t impose. I don’t assume. I ask if I don’t know.
To not do so is to not treat my son like a human.
Being a dad is tough, but being a human is often tougher.
Knowing that the scorpion’s injured doesn’t make its sting hurt any less.
I’ll never put demands on either of them. Love and family aren’t about demands.