I had to stay home with Everett today since he wasn't quite feeling well enough to go to school. Our day basically consisted of watching Sesame Street, eating Chick-Fil-A, and me rapping Will Smith's Just The Two Of Us to him repeatedly while we sat in the steamy bathroom. In other words I showed him the greatest children's show of all time, fed him the greatest fast food on the planet, and sang him the greatest (and possibly only) father-son parental advice rap song ever written. As you can see, the day wasn't a total waste.
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