The look on his face helped a great deal. He gave me a kiss to help "the boo-boo in your belly" and then demanded I figure out his newest Transformers. He stared at what I was doing, pressing his cheek to mine in fascination. It was REALLY important and for a few minutes all other problems in the universe were secondary, including mine.
He will never know this, never deal with this, never have any of these issues in his life. I will be sent to prison for murder before anyone lays a hand on him. He will have bad days in his life and might even get food poisoning during the workday, but he will be one of the 5 in 6.
Aren't kids wonderful? There's something so right about a the figuring out of a transformers toy being the most important thing in a little boy's life. That's how it should be.
I totally get how you feel about him... My daughter is my rock. She keeps the world turning when I want to get off. And like you, I will go to prison for murder before anyone lays a hand on her. Your boy will be one of the 5 in 6. My girl will be one of the 3 in 4. I would give up everything, including my life, to make sure of that.
You really are a good dad.
I guess what I'm trying to say
Is whose life is it anyway because livin'
Living is the best revenge
You can play
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