She needs you, she needs time with her dad.

What about you? You never play with her either.

But I’m still there, making lunch before work, picking her up from daycare.

I’m there too, working, paying for things.

Well she’s clearly feeling lonely and neglected.

I know, but I’m doing my best.

I know me too.

Wait, is she still hiding?

Oh God we forgot her again.

I’ll go hide, I think you were “It”

“READY OR NOT HERE I COME!”