It started out being such a nice bonding moment.

Kate and Chalotte and me, the dad, out to run errands and get things done.

We left Milton on the way to Milford, then to Harrington, then Bridgeville and then back home to Milton.

Just a dad out with his daughters as Mom stayed home.

We were having good father/daughter/daughter fun.

Until ………..

So wha-wha-wha-what happened was …

As we drove into Harrington we slowed and moved to the outside of our lane as a Harrington Police Officer had pulled someone over.

It was at an intersection and while stopped, Kate says, “Wow, that officer is fine”.

So then Charlotte says, “Smash or pass?”.

I blocked out the answer.

And then they started to play a round or 2  …. or 13 ….. of “Smash or Pass”

I lost count because I had transported to my happy place.

I’m not sure why this post is going to be so short.

I’m sure I could write pages and pages about just how wrong this is.

But not right now.

I need to lay down.

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