Better Be Just a Phase
AJ has taken on this disturbing new personality trait wherein he actively roots against my favorite teams. He despairs as Liverpool dismantles Newcastle. He jumps around the house in glee when Manchester United pins five on Tottenham. He fist pumps when the A's blow another lead. Cheering on the Mariners for God's sake. Cutting me deeply.
I gave him a stern warning. Then I threatened to sell him to the next passing band of gypsies.
"Daddy, gypsies don't have any money. That's why they're gypsies."
It's not just sports, either. In the car the other day, one of my favorite bands came on the radio.
"I don't like Kings of Leon," he said.
"Because Daddy likes them, I'm sure."
"No, it's just my opinion."
"So, who is your favorite band?"