Take me to Neverland

update: I banged him

#finding out lindsey doesn’t have a twin is on my list of top 5 traumatic childhood events

[Dad: How’m I doing on your hair? Child: Good! Dad: Let’s see, do I need more grease? Child: Yes. You need more grease on there. Dad: More grease? And then what? Child: And then you gonna need to brush it, and then you put a band on there. Dad: A band on it? Child: Yeah! Dad: Aww.. Child: You’re getting it through! You’re almost done! You’re doing a good job! Dad: Aww, thank you, sweetheart, so much! Daddy’s trying, doing the best I can. Thank you so much. Child: You’re welcome! Dad: I’m almost done! Child: You been doing great! Dad: Aw baby, thank you so much, you’re so encouraging to Dad. Thank you. Child: You’re welcome. Dad: I really appreciate you so much. You’re so awesome. Daddy getting your ponytails ready for school.]

Interrupting all the political ugliness to make you melt with cute.

Me as a father

this is so pure

“You’re 18?? You look 12” FIRST OF ALL when I’m 40 looking like I’m 25 and you’re 40 looking like you’re 60 don’t EVEN come crying to me

high school and college, the whole educational system, in a nutshell.

#this is why they made you live under the stairs for 10 years.