Proud Dad Moment

[Braincase]

Last night, I set up my daughters and wife with "Julie & Julia" up in our bedroom, and then told my son that he and I could watch something a little better suited to our tastes in the living room.

We got comfortable, and I flicked on the tail end of some bowl game, and this slightly sad 8-year-old voice spoke to me from the couch, "Daddy, you said we could watch something with machine guns, explosions, and dismembered bodies?".

On some level, I know I'm succeeding as a father.