I was recently scolded by my oldest daughter for not having chocolate in the house.
“It’s my period! You’re supposed to have chocolate! They go together!”
“I didn’t know. I didn’t know. I don’t have that on my Outlook calendar.”
“You should have learned that by now dad! All women need chocolate at that time of the month!”
“Then why don’t they come in the same box? You could package it together. One side 20 tampons, the other 20 Hershey bars. You could call it Tampocolates.”
DJ paused and thought for a moment, “That’s actually not a bad idea. You may have something there.”
Three growing girls and me stuck in this house for a decade might solve some of the most pressing issues in the world today.