My daughter is testing my faith in God again. She claims my wife and I are being unreasonable, and I claim that teenagers would make Pope Francis believe in capital punishment. I love my daughter, but she is relentlessly argumentative. She knows how to piss me off, which is her job right now, I guess.
Saint Marty wants a day without drama. A day where everyone is happy. No yelling or crying. Just . . . quiet.
|Nothing wrong with this!|