Child Harbat: “You know how you make caramel apples? I’m going to tell you. You take an apple and you put caramel on it.” Wife: “NO WAY!!” Me: “Aaaaand it’s bedtime.”
Child Harbat: “You know how you make caramel apples? I’m going to tell you. You take an apple and you put caramel on it.” Wife: “NO WAY!!” Me: “Aaaaand it’s bedtime.”
I might think I am creative. I might think I can write fiction, create interesting scenarios, pithy one-liners, and rich environments. But I can’t compare to my daughter, who continually proves that art imitates life. If I tried to come…