Why I am a Horrible Father – Reason #1984 (AKA: Wax on…wax off, Daniel-san.)

Last night I hear this thundering crash coming from the shower. I rush to the bathroom door. 

“Logan?”, I called out. 

“Nothing”, he replied. His usual answer when he’s doing something he knows he’s not supposed to do, but still thinks there’s a chance he can save himself a lecture.  

“Are you alright?”

“Yes”

“Ok, well, uh, stop trying to do karate in the shower, you’re going to break yourself.”

[short pause]

“Ok”

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