I have a pretty good sense of paternal instinct. It’s like a little voice that says things like "Hey, he's been quiet for too long, you might want to check up on him" or "Clearly, his mother would not approve of this particular physical stunt".
Tonight, my instinct said to me, "Hey, you know what? Giving him pieces of chocolate and marshmallows at 9:45pm? Probably not such a hot idea. I'm just saying."
I would advise that everyone listen to their instincts. Based not so much on the scientific theories that our instincts keep us safe but, rather, based on the fact that our instincts keep 3 year-old little boys from completely losing their minds right before bedtime.
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