I didn't lose any sleep over this news. Honestly I have my own things to worry about. Mainly Thing 1 (Jaxon) and Thing 2 (Anjali). There is a Thing 3 (Vivian) but she hates when I introduce her to my friends and family as Thing 3.
Hi John. Let me introduce you to my Thing 3. Thing 3 John... John Thing 3.
Speaking of what to call people... My good friend Shana corrected me yesterday when I said that I baby sit my daughter during the day. She slightly roared with a womanly independence that resembles the tone of an assertive inquisition on Law and Order "YOU are not baby sitting YOU are PARENTING."
Let's be honest. Why do I want to call myself the parent? Too much pressure. It's not like I spent my whole life working to be a parent. One day Thing 3 and I had a date and then I woke up with her waving a white stick in my face. "YOU are going to be a PARENT." I mean If I were studying to be a doctor then after 15 years hard work I would require the title but I didn't even spend much more than 15 minutes to warrant the title of parent... Besides, imagine when they are in their teen's and they start complaining about how they were raised. I can easily say don't look at me... I am just the baby sitter go talk to Thing 3.
Jai the baby sitter.
There are 3 things I can't change... my 2 kids, my 1 wife and my 0 rights.