My Daughter is Cuter than Yours...

As much fun as I have writing about potato chips and old toys, every now and then I feel the need to prove to you all how magical my sperm is. Because if there is one thing the world needs to know, its that I have magical sperm, capable of creating the most adorable offspring. Now I know what you're all thinking. I'm looking at my genetic byproducts through a father's eyes. Everyone thinks their kids are the cutest, yeah? Well that is why I have come to you today with irrefutable proof. Video proof in fact. You can judge for yourselves.

A few weeks (and one post) ago, I ventured into the savage wastelands of Saskatchewan to attend a show by Matt Costa. Upon returning, I played one of his songs for my 5 year old daughter. She absolutely fell in love with it, and has now vowed to someday marry Matt Costa. After listening to the song a couple of times, she committed it to memory and spent the remainder of the weekend singing along. I had little choice but to bring out my trusty camera, and film the results. No, I'm not going soft on you. I didn't film it as a means to look back on the cuteness years from now and fondly reminisce of a time before robots took over the planet. I fully plan on exploiting my little girls talents and good looks for every penny I can. I didn't say I wasn't an asshole.

So sit back, turn the volume up, and enjoy your first peek at the futures biggest star. And years from now, when you see her on MTV, you can look back at this fondly and say "I seen her first ever performance. It was on some blog written by that guy nobody's ever heard of. I think he was a hobo. With an Internet connection". At least I hope that's what you'll say.

Okay, all together now.....AWWWWWWWWWWWW. See, I told you so.
P.S. Did you know that spellcheck suggests you capitalize the word "internet"? Did I miss the meeting where the internet became a country and/or language?