"I don't know what it is," I began as I grabbed a pillow and began twirling it by the bunched opening of the case, "but I just had this overwhelming urge to hide behind the door until Erin came through and then BAM! Nail her with the pillow."
"Well, you get what you pay for." Emily sardonicized at me.
"What does that mean?"
"I mean this fatherhood gig you signed up for that doesn't pay you."
"What? I think that would be an awesome fatherhood moment."
The Super Ninja Secret Ambush With Pillow lesson: Fatherhood Year Three.