The other night Bart’s hair was sticking up and I said to Dominyk, “Doesn’t Dad look like a rooster?”
Dominyk looks up from what he is doing quickly, looks at Bart, looks back down and what he is working on and says two words: “nope, Cockatoo”
Then last night he was swearing before the Lenten service on the way to church so I had everyone else get out of the van so I could talk to him. I said, “Dominyk, what am I going to do with you?
”Love me? Nurture Me?“ he asks.
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