It may not always come through clearly while I'm wailing and flailing at all hours of the night (and morning), but I'm pretty glad I'm not just a kid — I'm your kid. I'm not crying. YOU'RE crying.
Don't forget the matching shirt for Dad.
When these lines get lower, my lines get better. (To me, anyway.)
A logo? Nah. It's a badge of honor. Being a dad never looked so good.
A logo? Nah. It's a badge of honor. Now...has anybody seen my keys?