instead of kisses, I get kicks

Toronto, 2014.04.07

My daughter kicked me in the throat yesterday for asking for a kiss. I'd found her in bed, and we said our hellos and I told her I'd make breakfast. But when I asked for a kiss she simply lashed out with her tiny foot.

Recounting the story now, it reminds me of my attempts at dating.

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