Jewel, earlier today, to Mama: I don’t love you. I love Daddy!
Jewel, five minutes ago, to Mama: No, Mommy! I don’t want Daddy to read me a bedtime story! I don’t like Daddy.
…and in 12 years, she’ll be all up in our grill about how we love 3B more than we love her and are always playing favorites and how life’s not fair.
Please support his ride.