Sometimes I think I'm doing a pretty good job at this Dad Gig. And then there are moments when I realize I have been passing my neurotic and misanthropic tendencies onto my children. I rock! And so do my little sociopaths!
Good (But Lame) Dad
My Mom babysat the kids last weekend. Yeah, that's right! Ella and I went on a date for the first time in ages. We went out and celebrated the thirteenth anniversary of the night we met.At least I celebrated. Ella was dressed in black for some reason.
We ate a meal without the kids! We saw a movie! We saw Knocked Up (funny, funny flick), which everyone else in the entire world saw a month and a half ago. Trendsetter, I am.
Anyway…
While my Mom was preparing dinner for the kids, she had the following exchange with Zoey:
Mom: I hope I made Zed's chocolate milk the way he likes it.
Zoey: It doesn't matter.
Mom: Why?
Zoey: Like my Daddy always says, "It was made with love."
Yeah, I know. You're all retching right now.
Let me redeem myself!
Bad (But Truthful) Dad
Zoey and I were watching Sesame Street today when I Don't Want To Live On The Moon, a duet between Aaron Neville and Ernie, came on.Zoey: Daddy, is this your favorite song?
Me: No. It's kind of lame.
Zoey: I don't like it either.
Me: Why don't you like it?
Zoey: It's crappy. It's too lovey.
Nice.
Song of the day: Glamourous Indie Rock & Roll by The Killers
