This morning, WCK and I were playing pretend: She was the grown-up and I was the kid, and she was putting me to bed.
"What are you going to do after I go to sleep?" I asked.
"Oh," she said, "go downstairs, load the dishwasher, write a bunch of big words, and try to stop Daddy from acting silly."
Yep. That sounds about right.
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