Last Sunday we pretended to be divorced parents competing over who could have the most fun individually with Maggie.
I had to go somewhere in the morning so Erik had Maggie and took her to Algonkian park where they played in the leaves, watched a softball game and took tons of great pictures. I could just picture them skipping hand in hand in a field. Ok, maybe not. Erase that visual from your mind.
Erik went to watch the football games in the afternoon so I took her to an art show at Glen Echo Park where she ate cupcakes, played at the playground and danced along to the square dance music heard throughout the park.
The next day as I was driving her to school I told her how much fun I had with her over the weekend and how my favorite part was going to the park. She responded "the park with Daddy? That was FUN! I like my Dad!". Really Maggie? Did I mention you had cupcakes with me?
Daddy wins. I can accept defeat gracefully.
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