Yesterday I came home from errands and Jack had Jackson set up with his little monster bass plugged into the big amp.

Jackson was playing and singing a song:

Ahh GOLD fish . . .

(dramatic pause)

YAAAAY!

And then last night Jack says to me: "You made me a father, you fucking bitch."

And then he says, "And you made me like it."

And then he says, "I'll always hate you for that."

Well, happy Father's Day, honey.

"Let's do a 68 and I'll owe you one."