My head starts reeling. Imagining all the tales that our seven year old reports to the staff of her after school program. The good. The bad. The ugly.
"She thought it was hilarious." Snapped me back to a hopeful reality, but I still feel a bit uneasy.
Here's the story:
The girls are engaging Erik in a rousing game of who do you like better? Failing to get an answer, they continue to plead, "C'mon, Daddy. Tell us, who's your favorite?"
Erik looks thoughtfully at them both. "Neither" he snaps, "I hate you both."