A New Daddy Friend

A new daddy friend

Daddy: Princess, I'd like you to meet my friend.

Me: *looks up from my coloring book* It's nice to meet you!

Daddy: Those aren't very good manners, stand up and say hello properly.

Me: *bottom lip curls down into a pout and looks back at my crayons* Yes si-

Daddy's friend: Aw now, it's okay. She's obviously very busy. Can I see what you're working on?

Me: *all smiles again* Yes! It's ponies!*holds up my picture*

Daddy: *laughs and shakes his head* Come on man, you're gonna have to build up an immunity to pouty face if you want to be a daddy.

Daddy's friend: Dude. There's literally no way. That shit's kryptonite.

Me: *tugs on daddy's friend's pant leg* Excuse me!

Daddy's friend: *crouches down* What's up buttercup?

Me: You said a bad word. You have to sit on the pink stool over there until Daddy says you can play again.

Daddy's friend: *facepalm*

Daddy: *choking back laughter* You sure you want this to be your life?