Chocolatier

My wife has ruined our son. I got to pick him up from daycare today, since she’s down with pink eye. The moment I strapped him into the car seat, he asked, “Chocolate?” Suddenly feeling inadequate for bringing him cheddar bunnies instead, I tried to explain that I was new to this whole picking him up thing. Luckily, he was forgiving and accepted my meager offering instead. But the gauntlet has been dropped, and I don’t think I’ll get a pass the next time.