dadther

My dadther cried when I broke my leg. He cried harder when I didn’t cry.

He wears my mom’s old slippers to work. He says they’re ‘comfort shoes for a comfort dad.’

He told my mom he’s going to ‘mother me to death’ if I don’t clean my room.

He texted my mom ‘I’m cooking you dinner’ at 2 a. m. and then said ‘I’m a dadther, not a dad.’

He wears a dress to parent-teacher conferences and calls the principal ‘my dear.’

He called my teacher ‘my mom’ and said I was his ‘little girl.’

He sent my mom a love letter in the middle of a math test.

He asked my mom to ‘be his girlfriend’ while I was eating pizza.

He told my teacher my mom was ‘the best mom in the world’ and then cried.