You're the adult. You can make your kids listen!
You can even have fun with it. To this day, my kids sing a song about their mother in the bathroom taking a poop and how, when she comes out, it's going to smell like a chicken coop.
I ain't proud.
Well I suppose I didn't include them, they want to listen. They ask almost everyday when Daddy is going to play his guitar and if they can listen. I know for a fact they give me way more adoration than I deserve so for now I suppose they will be my willing if not captive audience.
See? You already have your first fans. Your next task is to make 'em pay you! "Go get daddy a beer!" See? Free labor!
I like to think I'm a good influence!
Here I am now considering how I could get this task past their mother.
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