All day long, my little monster asks for his Dad. He bounces around and says "Dad, dad, dad!" He bounces on the couch, saying "Dad, dad, dad" until I put a picture of him and Mr. Wolfman on the screen, then he smiles, laughs and bounces even more vigorously. He lights up when he hears Mr. Wolfman's keys in the lock, like all his dreams are coming true.
I don't mind that I'm not the favourite. Watching their relationship makes me feel like the luckiest person alive.