terrible father
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Toronto, 2020.02.01
Today I learned that my daughter has somehow not watched Star Wars at nearly eight years old. And that my son has never had fries with mayo. I've solved one of those issues, and I'll have the other resolved by the end of the day.
Because I'm minding the kids today. Mwahahaha!
P.S. We had chili and The Girl was thrilled with the movie. She somehow didn't know about Luke and Vader until I made an off-hand comment.