Being a Dad

I hate to lose. I hate to lose to a girl. I hate to lose to a 5 year old girl. I hate to lose at Candyland. I am so mad right now. If my front yard wasn't filled with snow I would do what I usually do at a time like this. I'd take one of their favorite toys out into the front yard, and have a good old fashion one man rugby match with it. Thrashing it all through the flower bed and rose bushes. Maybe throw it at a passing car. The whole time they would be forced to watch me through the window. Finally when I start to tire(after about 30 or so seconds), I boot it into a tree, to serve as a reminder of the consequence of what they did to me.