Today while Morgan enthusiastically gobbled down her bowl of strawberry yogurt she paused to smile and said: "eye cweam good daddy!"
And before I could think about it my mouth opened to respond. And I said: "that's not ice cream baby, that's yogurt."
Morgan: "yogurr?"
Me: "yup"
And just like that she tore off her bib, frowned at me as if I had just told her she was eating a bowl of brussel sprouts and stormed out of the kitchen calling for her mommy to no doubt tell of my deception.
Daddiology Lesson of the Day: Next time just go with the flow
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