Great day with my daughter

It’s ironic- ever since our custody arrangement changed, my daughter and I have had a stronger relationship.

This morning, I let her make scrambled eggs by herself.

I then took her to a pottery class that her dad originally took her to, so she could paint her piece:

We came home and both slept like logs. Here’s how I know she slept, too: my phone battery was not drained when I woke up. (She would have taken it while I was sleeping if she was awake).

I’ve said it once, and I’ll say it again:

I’m the anomaly to feminism. The best decision of my life was to have a daughter. The worst decision of my life was to finish college.