“Mom… it’s a boy! i’m going to have a brother!”
“Emma… you are supposed to help me build your pirate ship!”
Jean Claude who??
“Oh Nooo! It’s dad! He wanted to surprise you!”
(3 hours later…) “Sorry dad. Taken. You can use the potty”
My dear daughter, as i promised – i will teach you everything i know
I finally found some time to read the newspaper…
– “Honey, where is Emma?” – “I think she is playing at the porch. Look at this amazing 40th floor’s view!”