(Y/d/n mean your daughters name btw)

Your sitting on the porch, drinking a vodka cruiser, watching JJ and your daughter play.

Y/d/n: Uber for dada! JJ: your my Uber driver? Y/d/n: you got a problem with that? JJ: I mean you can't be older than 3! Y/d/n: I'm not 3 I'm 4! JJ: Oh my bad, 4, I didn't know we got our licenses at 4 and what is that even, what is that? Y/d/n: It's my pink hot rod!

You laugh

JJ: It looks like a pink hot wheel Y/d/n: you gettin' in or not? JJ: how fast that thing go? Y/d/n: how fast you wanna go punk? JJ: can you drift in that thing? Y/d/n: they don't call me tokyo for nothin' JJ: I don't think I can fit in the front Y/d/n: quit eatin' them candies then

You laugh harder

JJ: Did you just call me fat?! Y/d/n: well I didn't call you skinny! JJ: you know what? I bet I can fit in the front. Y/d/n: watch them seats they're imported JJ: imported from where? China?

JJ attempts to sit in the front

Y/d/n: be careful your squishing me JJ: you know what, I just think I'm too big for that Y/d/n: get in the back hefra JJ: your so cute

JJ gets in the back