“You are mean, Daddy.”

The four words I never wanted to hear come out of my child’s mouth flowed out so easily the other day when I was bringing her home from church.

Sure, I was probably a bit naïve to think she would NEVER see me as anything but the coolest man in the world (I think that image actually ended around Day 2 of her life), but I guess I held out hope it would come during some teenage rebellion stage when I told her she couldn’t have the new flying car by Audi.

So, when the phrase was so effortlessly and thoughtlessly uttered by my precious little 4 year old pre-teen, I was sent into defense mode.

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