The following entry is a classic from the archives of Fussy.org, written by our featured guest, Mrs. Kennedy.

Wednesday, June 26, 2002

Today was Unenthusiastic Dad Day in the park.

The scene: I am pushing Jackson in the swing as Unenthusiastic Dad (who looks vaguely like Gary Sinise) places Cute Blond Son in the next swing.

Me: (smile at newcomers)
subtext of smile: "Hi! I'm willing to chat about babies."

Cute Blond Son: (gives me huge smile back)
subtext of smile: "Wow! You're a Woman! My mom's a Woman, too! Women are incredible!"

Me (encouraged by big reaction): "Hey! Look at all those teeth!"
subtext of statement: Talking about a child's teeth is a way to roughly guess his or her age, leading to further conversation about babies.

Unenthusiastic Dad: (bends slightly to look at son's teeth, straightens up, does not reply)
possible subtext of silence: (a) "Yup, he's got teeth all right"; (b) "How dare you fucking look at my son's teeth! I am so furious at you right now that I can't speak"; or (c) "Que?"

Me: (silent smiling, swing pushing)
subtext of silence: "Okay, fuck you, too."

Yes, I am about to get my period, why do you ask?

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