Doing a binge-re-watch of Scrubs, ( DO NOT JUDGE ME) and there is an episode where one of the doctors decides he will not kiss his son.
I used to put my son to bed for any number of years. Eventually, he said I shouldn’t kiss him goodnight anymore. I have a grizzly face, why would I argue?
It was, of course, his decision, and I didn’t bother to argue or force. I mean, personal autonomy starts at home, right? We all grow up, and the arc of children launching involves disconnecting. Circle of life and that little shit has to support me when I go insane.
But I miss it.