a father's love

We are in the middle of a brutal heat wave in Ottawa.

Our air conditioning unit has died. The earliest we can replace it is July 5th.

Last night, at 11:00pm, my spouse was in the kitchen, with the oven on, making granola bars. Our son had asked if he could bring them to his end of school party.

I think he could have been forgiven for insisting that a bag of Doritos would suffice.

He's a very good dad.