Ken's Only a Great Daddy

So, I'm down in Ontario waiting and waiting for Tess to arrive from New York.  There is one delay after another due to some freakish weather.  This leaves Ken in charge of Jordan and Taylor since I have Mandy with me, and when I got home - there was a new Jordanism.

Our next door neighbor, Linda, is always giving the girls candy over the back fence.  I'm aware of this and totally fine with it.  She picks out different bite-size candy when she's at the store and the girls love it.

So, Taylor and Jordan want to have some of the candy that they were just given.  Ken tells them they can have 2 pieces.  Jordan then climbs into Ken's lap, putting her head on his shoulder.

"You're such a great dad!  But if you were to give me 3 pieces of candy, you would be the bestest daddy in the world, and if you give me 4 pieces, you would be the BESTEST DADDY EVER!"

I have to stay, Ken has grown quite a bit in the last two years.  He did not cave and the big, blue eyes did not work.  She only got the 2 pieces, so Ken is apparently only a great dad.  

hahahahaha!