Dad thoughts

(((Verse 1)))

I’m not lost, I’m exploring.

Dad’s thought: kid plots a course, then asks for directions two minutes later.

I didn’t do itttttttttttttt!

Dad’s thought: classic denial, right when the evidence shows up on the tailgate.

Is this a prank show?

Dad’s thought: kid’s got a laugh track in every moment, cameras hidden in the pie.

But I didn’t break it on purpose.

Dad’s thought: careful words after a spill, chalked up to fate and a lesson learned.

(((Chorus)))

I was just about to clean my room.

Dad’s thought: chore countdown that never seems to end, like rain that won’t quit.

Why is the sky blue?

Dad’s thought: breakfast-time sermon on the color of the morning, sung slow and sweet.

Can we get a dog?

Dad’s thought: negotiations turning to a family bylaws meeting, under the porch light.

I didn’t know that would happen.

Dad’s thought: kid’s helmet of innocence,碰 crumpled by a curveball of chaos.

(((Verse 2)))

I’m never doing that again.

Dad’s thought: the same stunt reappears at the next family gathering, like clockwork.

Are we there yet?

Dad’s thought: road-trip chorus, mile marker by mile marker, patience in the dust.potty break for sure .

I didn’t hear you say that.

Dad’s thought: selective hearing—just when the cure to trouble is spoken.

I’m not tired.

Dad’s thought: heroic yawns and a bedtime negotiation that lasts till the stars come out.

This lemonade is too sour.

Dad’s thought: five-year-old critique, sugar saved by a brave splash of extra sweet.

(((Bridge)))

I can’t find my shoes.

Dad’s thought: stealth mission—they were by the backpack all along.

I didn’t break that… I think.

Dad’s thought: the cautious confession after a crash, gravity’s little lesson.

Do we have to go to the dentist?

Dad’s thought: teeth and fairy economics, a debate that rings true at the breakfast table.Money going under the pillow .

I know a shortcut!

Dad’s thought: a path that adds twenty minutes and a map lesson from the pine tree.

I’m bored.

Dad’s thought: boredom as a powersurge for chores and daydreams.

(((Chorus))))

What does this button do?

Dad’s thought: curiosity meets a safety lesson in slow harmony.

I wanna be a vet.

Dad’s thought: a houseful of critters and a dream that outgrows the yard.

I didn’t mean to spill it.

Dad’s thought: gravity’s demo, served with a splash of science.

(((Verse 3)))

I’m saving up for a bike.

Dad’s thought: lemonade stand dreams, budget talks on a sunlit porch.

Why can’t I stay up later?

Dad’s thought: the bedtime standoff ends with “one more chapter,” then lights go out.

This is the best day eeeeerreeeeever.

Dad’s thought: chaos and confetti in the same breath, a memory worth keeping.

(((Outro)))

Remember the road, the questions, the laughter in between?

Dad’s thought: a porch-light memory bank, full of “why” and “what’s