So my kids have been up at their grandparents in Atlanta for the last three weeks and I have been missing them. I couldn’t take my normal month of vacation off from work to spend it with them this year due to stuff beyond my control and it is severely depressing to me.
So for the last year I have been teaching my kids the joys of email and how to use it as a great form of communication when separated by long distances. Occasions like now when they are 790 miles away from me.
So yesterday evening I got the following email from my daughter.
I am the ruler of what?
You never forget that or else!
Bacon lovers unite!
I love bacon and you may to but not as much as me!
Did you see that? It is bacon!
Never forget that I am the ruler of Bacon!
Peace, love and bacon.
* My Bacon*
You see I love bacon and I think my love for it got passed through my DNA to my daughter. The ironic thing about the email was when I received said email I was eating some leftover bacon pizza that I brought home from work that day.
So I guess I have taught her well.
Next I think I will teach her about my love of Brazilian BBQ restaurants. And maybe when she is around 40 I teach her about my love for Patron.