There is great joy in being a father. I love my children dearly, more than anything, even though they get on my last nerves, at times and make me want to take my talents elsewhere, where I won't have to keep talking to them and repeating myself over and over again. I wish they would get it the first time around and save me my voice for something else.
But I wouldn't trade them for all the tea in China, or all the gold in Fort Knox, although I would have to think about the gold a little longer, just in case I could.
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