© 2017 Aaron Atkinson


As Finn takes another bite of watermelon, the pink juice runs down his chin and drips onto his arm.

Me: Is that watermelon good, buddy?

Finn: Yep.

Me: Can I have a bite?

Finn: No. You can’t have it. It’s too juicy, Daddy.

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