What Makes a Good Daddy?
Arthur sits on the kitchen floor, legs straight out in front, doll tucked snugly into the front of his overalls. The eternal hockey game edges closer.
"Hey!" he calls out a warning. "You guys are bein' dangerous to my baby!"
George looks at him with some disdain. "Well, you can't bring a baby on the ice!"
"Yeah!" Darcy chimes in. "Your baby could get hurt. You're a bad daddy!"
Two responsible daddies glare as the BD slinks off the ice.