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as i was tucking son one into bed, i noticed a stray milk dud on the carpet. i was too tired to stomp my feet and yell like i have a thousand times before, so i tried a different approach.
"you know, food on the floor will attract a cockroach. the roach will live under your bed and feed on your crumbs. he will grow larger and larger till the crumbs no longer satisfy him. on that night, the giant cockroach will reach up over the edge of your bed, pull you under and eat you. good night."
i interpreted his giggling as a sign he understood i was only kidding, but also understood that i was not pleased about the stray milk dud.
that was several sleepless nights ago. what the hell was i thinking?
worst. dad. ever.
Posted by griff at June 10, 2004 03:17 PM