Yesterday was a fun "Dad" day for me. When I arrived home, Michael greeted me with a deflated exercise ball and explained to me that he popped it with a pencil and offered me the twenty bucks to replace it. My mind immediately rewound to a little boy who just wanted to make a "tiny hole" in a waterbed and who wanted to skate inside the TV. We chatted, he paid me a fiver, and we called it good. Dad moments are good.
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