The following conversation took place earlier this week when Will was saying goodnight to Frances:
Frances: Daddy, I wish you didn’t have to work. I wish you could stay at home every day like Mommy.
Will: I know, sweetheart. But I have to work.
Frances: Why?
Will: Because I have to earn money. We use money to pay for things—our house, food, things for Marshall and Max, books, new toys, clothes.
Frances: (without missing a beat) Daddy, I wish you worked every day, even Saturdays and Sundays, because I need new princess dresses.
Will: *Gulp*
Undeniably.
Undoubtedly.
Unashamedly.
Wrapped.
And he wouldn’t have it any other way.
Happy Friday everyone!
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