A Note From Dad

Pork Chops & Apple Sauce

It’s a sad, bittersweet moment tonight. For about the last two years, SI you and I have had a mutual understanding. We’ve agreed that whenever I want, I can come to you for my pork chops and apple sauce fix, and in return I won’t abuse the privilege by doing it too much.  I don’t blame you directly for now believing that your belly button is NOT your apple sauce…that it’s apparently called a belly. Tonight when I tried to get me some apple sauce, you told me “NO” for the first time EVER…wouldn’t even let me try, as you tried to set me straight by correcting me and telling me “it’s NO apple sauce! It’s my “buy-eee!'”

I don’t know who told you otherwise, but when I find out who it was, I’m going to have a stern conversation with them.  I mean really!  Who would do such a thing?!  Ruin a daddy’s bonding moment with his youngest son?  That’s just rude!  At least you still have pork chops.  Whoever spoiled the apple sauce better never try to tell you that your pork chops are something other than just that.  Now I’ll just have to work harder at protecting your innocence.  Because I’m still gonna be coming to you for my pork chops AND my apple sauce.



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