The other night, my girls were eating at the table, flipping each other the bird. My oldest was telling the youngest that she shouldn’t “do this” and of course, my youngest had to do just that.
There I am, standing behind both my daughters giving each other the middle-finger salute, trying to be firm and not laugh. It’s truly sad as eventually their perfect innocence gets corrupted by life and there’s little to nothing I can do to preserve it other than try to lead a good example for them.
At least they didn’t learn it from us…