I personally think I am Mr. Kids. My wife recently told me that I have no patient with the little rug rats. I am evaluating her advice in a attempt to be more kid friendly. But, since I thought three square beatings a day was the norm, I guess asking for proper behavior from the under 9 year old age group may be asking for too much. I have noticed that my wife, who seems to rule kids with a cast iron fist, seems to get more, "I love you Miss Kim's" than I can count. So in search of my first ever unforced verbal show of affection from a little kid, I decided to bring the warm cuddliness to their front door. Guess were that got me? Well, a big smile, and an I love you bathed in ebarrassment from this little one. Now the experts tell me that she very well may hate me tomorrow so I should take it when I can. Julian - 1, Kids - 35, I am slowly narrowing the gap.
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