Heather and one of the girls were going at it again at 7:30 a.m. when I intervene:
Me: That’s it! I am picking out your clothes today!
(I pick the ugliest shirts I can find)
Girls: No, dad!
M: I am sick of this arguing.
*off to school with them.
4 p.m. Text from Heather:
Just so you know, they changed shirts at school.
This fatherhood thing is hard. Danny Tanner and and Charles Ingalls are full of shit.