Often at the end of a long day, I will turn to my wife or the children and let them know that I am thinking the same thing they are.
“You’re welcome,” I say quietly.
They usually pretend to not know what I am talking about, but I know they must be thinking, “Thank you, Nick, for being such a great and cool husband/father/stepfather/pet owner/neighbor/writer/co-worker/athlete/model citizen/Muppets fan.”
I don’t mean to brag, but there’s really no way around it. I am pretty amazing.
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