FOURTEEN YEARS LATERAaron“Dad, tell Liam not to touch my stuff.” My thirteen-year-old daughter, Addison, shouts as she storms down the stairs, just moments after her five-year-old brother came barreling into my legs.“Liam, don’t touch your sister's stuff” The little devil grins up at me, making a show of his missing front teeth. The tooth fairy, aka his mum, forgot to collect from under his pillow two nights ago, which resulted in me having to give him a hundred dollars as “apology money” for the tooth fairy.He turns and sticks his tongue at Addison, who groans and stomps her feet.“See, he’s totally being a little shit right now.” “Addison!” my wife exclaims as she walks into the living room. “We don’t use words like that with family.”She scrunches her nose. “Why not? You call Dad an asshole all the time.” My daughter points out.“I do not.”“You totally do, babe.” I kiss her cheek, and she smiles at me. “Hi.”“Hey yourself.” I smile back.“Ewwwww” Liam grimaces and unwraps hi
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