But, I'm only Five, Daddy
You are here: Home » But, I'm only five, Daddy. Christopher (front) and Nico are on their way to receive an award. September 2, 2015 "Nope, I don't want to go." What do you mean you don't want to go? I'm the parent. You must go if I say so. "Don't want to go, daddy." There is no debating this, son. Get dressed, you're going. "Nope." Yes. "Nope." There is little chance of your not going, son. The odds are stacked against you. If I were a betting man in Vegas, I'd avoid betting on you as if the starting team lost its star player. The fact is, you're five years old. Son, it isn't your fault that you cannot see that you have already lost the battle and are about to lose the war. So, put on your shoes and let's go. We're pressed for time, so let's pretend all this didn't happen. "Daddy, I understand your position. It's a chess match between you and me. We are b...