8 years ago, wife and I, at the time she was girlfriend not wife, I think I may have even called her by her real name back then, went to DC. We stayed with her aunts. Her aunts thought it was a great idea for their little child to hang out with us and go into the city. After a day with a hyper 7 year old I was done. The thing never shut up and constantly wanted us to buy it stuff and food. The kid could eat. What the could could not do was shut up, we played the quiet game, he lost quickly.
I have seen him a few times over the years, I went to his bar mitzvah or as a wise man termed it, the cult of child worship. I think he was at my wedding and his moms are plenty nice even if they think I am a moron.
Well, all the grandchildren were in the limo on the way to the funeral of the great dr. al. I was in the grandchildren limo since the wife is a grandchild and the old guy was pretty awesome.
After the festivities were over we were heading back to the house for what I assumed was food and remembering. For some reason we started talking about that trip to DC many years ago. I told the now 15 year old that after spending that day with him I no longer wanted children. He responded, after spending that day with you I no longer wanted a father.
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Clever kid :P hahahaha
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