While tucking in the child, she started playing the "make up" game. This means she takes a pillow, screams make up and hits me in the head. It's my own fault for letting her learn about slapstick at 6 months old. This time after a few pops, she grabbed the pillow with both hands. put it over my face and let her full weight push it down. In the darkness, I had the strange sensation that this is going to be my future when she's ready to collect my life insurance policy.
Although in a positive light, if I ever end up like McMurphy, she'll be my Big Chief to put me out of my misery.
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