That Time My Kid Googled Me and I Was No Longer ???Dad???

Hey Daddy, are you popular?” My eight-year-old daughter ambushed me one Sunday morning, her voice squeaking equally with cheekiness and curiosity.

“Huh?” I said, deep in a different thought as I looked up from my phone, half-dazed in a scrolling coma.

“Are you famous?” She hugged her iPad to her chest like it held information that could risk national security.

“Why do you ask?” I quizzed, suddenly giving her my full attention, courtesy of my ego recognizing a stroking opportunity.

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