I am SHOCKED and APPALLED!

My husband just called my eight year old into the office.

“Eldest! I need your help!”

So she comes trotting in, dewy with eight-year-old innocence, her ruffled pinafore wafting around here.

“What is it, daddy?” she asked, brightly.

And he told our eight year old, cool as a cucumber, butter not melting in his mouth, he looked her dead in the eye and said: I need you to help me cheat at my video game.

Shocked.

And appalled.