DADDY/ DAUGHTER moment...

*her*: can we go to Chic-Fil-A?

*me*: you know I hate going there. the lines are always long.

*her*: but I like Chic-Fil-A, dad (and puts on a bashful face)

*me*: do you do that at your mom's? get your coat...

*her*: (as we're getting into the car, she pulls out a gift card to Chic-Fil-A that I got her for her birthday) "$15 Love, Daddy."

*me*: dammit. dug my own grave