Aletheia: Daddy, why are you still up?

Me: Email.

Aletheia: But daddy, you need to go to bed. You need rest.

Me: I know, but sometimes daddy needs to get extra work done.

Aletheia: Well, you can do that tomorrow.

Me: …

Aletheia: Tomorrow is Thursday.

To myself: Goddammit.

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