Imprinting Thought Patterns

You never know how you are going to influence your child. A while back, Lamb was attempting to make me pass out by putting her stinky feet near my nose. I responded in kind and told her two could play that game.

She resisted. I didn't try that hard anyway. But told her that her protests about my stinky dad's feet were ill founded. My feet, in fact, smelled like lilacs and morning spring dew, I told her with all due gravity and pride.

To my surprise, she's used that line several times now. I guess she liked it. It's like a little bit of me walking around in another body.

That is so cool. I do promise to use my powers for good and not evil.