odin: “poppi, can you tell what it is?”
me: “a bear cub? no, wait, a fox. no wait, i meant a cat. it’s definitely a cat.”
odin: ( side eye )
( he knows that i know that it’s frida and he’s very much used to my sense of “dad humor”. )
odin: “poppi, can you tell what it is?”
me: “a bear cub? no, wait, a fox. no wait, i meant a cat. it’s definitely a cat.”
odin: ( side eye )
( he knows that i know that it’s frida and he’s very much used to my sense of “dad humor”. )