it’s not very good

“I’m strong and I want to have like fifty kids and a farm” of course you do. You’re twelve. “I don’t want to eat vegetables I think steak and French fries is the only meal” hell yeah homie you’re twelve. “Maybe if there’s crime we should just send the army” bless your heart my twelve year old buddy

every night after I put the little one down, i sit in the shed with the cat on my lap by the light of the baby monitor. absolute bliss.