Hence Forth!

Hence forth I shall not be calling the place where my child spends her day while her mother and father are at work "Daycare", "Preschool" or "Church (because it's at a Church)"! I shall now be referring to it as "The Incubator".

All I have to do is walk into "The Incubator" and listen: Do I hear a little cough? A sniffle? I know that with in days, I shall be infected with what ever foul, noxious germ or bacteria they are incubating.

I am considering renaming my daughter, "The Carrier", or "The Breeder", but the wife, who is ultimately the pipeline for these diseases because of the amount of time I spend with her and her constant case of the sniffles, threatened me with a slow, painful death.

"Similar to the one I'm suffering now?" I ask.

"Worse."

Okay. No renaming the child. But I choose to retain my bitterness.