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The Therapy Sessions
Monday, February 07, 2005
 

The Superbowl


Well, the Superbowl is over and the Eagles lost. I watched the game and the boys, at least until they went to bed. For my wife in the other room, it was probably interesting listening to things coming out of my mouth:

"Aaawww! Come on!"

"Sean give Timmy his truck! Now."

"Shhhhiiiii....oooooooottttt!"

"Timmy! Away from the stairs!"

"Yeah!" (Loud clapping)

Dad's voice, higher than usual: "Sean, it's no nice to hit Daddy there! Boy's don't hit other boys there!"

My wife hates football, and she managedto get her digs in. During the halftime show, I went to take a dump (what better time could there be?). When I was done pitching the deuce, I returned to find that the TV channel had been changed to PBSKids, and I was watching Barney. And she had taken the dog upstairs.

Nice.


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