After mom… comes Pop!

After effects… “something happens to men when they become fathers” is pretty much how it worked out, in our family domain. As in “dad will buy me a popsicle, especially if he didn’t know mom said no already…” I tried my best to put a lot of “pop” in everything, ranging from “let’s go out and I’ll hit some pop flies for you to chase, to get you tired for bedtime…a time I was infamous for popping in right at the time mom was finishing a lullaby, my complimentary…”and then Pop! goes the weasel…🎶” Karma being what she is, it came later in the form of “kids I think your dad would like another around of hop on pop…” Talk about a shift in the balance of power...😟

Perfect time for a paternal poll..."what's your stand, on popsicles?" 

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