Good Father

I asked my wife today if she thought I was a good father. She hesitated, thoughtfully looked out the window, and said, “Meh, yeah you’re okay.” I can’t believe that’s how she answered me. But what I can’t believe even more is that at that exact moment the baby laughed at me, eyes twinkling, pudgy cheeks pushed wide in a smile. I couldn’t figure out if he actually thought I was a great father despite what my wife says, or if he thought my wife’s answer was hilarious. Traitor...both of them!