Oh, unconditional love. It is the greatest gift possible for the recipient. On most days, I would tell you, dear readers, that it is the greatest gift for the giver as well.
But not this day.
No, on this day, I am telling you that unconditional love sucks. Why? Because it means you (and by “you,” I mean “I”) have to put up with the shit The Kidling would never make the other people in her life deal with. When I asked about her day, she told me:
“I was nice. I remembered my please word. When I’m bad, I save the bad words for you because other people, they like it when I’m nice!”
Note to self: figure out how to inform The Kidling that I, too, am one of those “other people.”