Yesterday after I picked him up from “school” the Jr. VP and I had an argument. It lasted pretty much the whole way home. The point of contention? Who, really, was Daddy? He started the whole thing by loudly and proudly exclaiming “I’m Daddy!” as we were pulling out of the parking lot. I countered with a clever “No, I’m Daddy.” He shot back with “I’m Daddy!!!” “Look Stinkboy, I know Daddy, and you sir, you are no Daddy.” “I’M DADDY!!!!” Touche. We continued in this vein for 10 minutes of so. I finally conceded that he was in fact Daddy, but then I claimed to be Mommy. That, thankfully, confused and shut him up for a while.

Kjel.org is headed up to Seattle this afternoon, and then on the Los Angeles, so don’t expect much here for a few days. Like you would anyway.