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world’s worst dad

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I win the award for worst dad in the world today. I’m home on Wednesday’s, and Gretchen is working. I woke up feeling like death on a biscuit, so I turned on PBS, plopped peanut in front of the TV, and slept on the couch all morning. I need a “world’s worst dad” coffee mug.

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5 comments for “world’s worst dad”

  1. Relax. I felt like death on a biscuit for about 9 months (due to peanut #2) and plopped older peanut in front of the tube almost every day. Now that I think about it, I do remember feeling absolutely horrid about that and I recruited various friends to come play with him out in the back yard from time to time.

    One day of PBS shall not rot your daughter’s brain. She’ll probably just learn her ABC’s sooner.

  2. If she can still get into Stanford, I say you’re okay.

    So, what was the letter of the day, anyway?

    ‘Hope you feel better!

  3. Honestly, I think those “World’s best/#1 Dad/Mom/Grandma” mugs are tewtelly lame anyway.

    Cerise

  4. Ta-DAAAAA!

    Nice going, Kevan.

    Cerise

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