So my dad's been cleaning up around the house lately, sorting through old documents etc.
My dad and I don't really talk much, usually just to make fun of each other at the dinner table, or when company is over, or when either of us walk in the door. We usually just communicate by facial gestures. We almost never remember each other's ages.
The other day he walks into my room (this is extremely rare, like an annual event of sorts) and hands me a piece of paper.
It's the 17 year-old receipt for my circumcision.
My dad thinks that is hilarious. I smile and hand the paper back to him as he exits my rooms in tears of laughter.
My dad and I don't really talk much, usually just to make fun of each other at the dinner table, or when company is over, or when either of us walk in the door. We usually just communicate by facial gestures. We almost never remember each other's ages.
The other day he walks into my room (this is extremely rare, like an annual event of sorts) and hands me a piece of paper.
It's the 17 year-old receipt for my circumcision.
My dad thinks that is hilarious. I smile and hand the paper back to him as he exits my rooms in tears of laughter.
