"Bad" husband, dad

On Wednesday the 19th, I joined my company on its field exercise up in the northern part of the country ("Area I"). I stayed for three days, two nights, and returned on Friday evening.

The following day, I watched the kids while SY took a train to meet up with some old friends, so I brought them with me to the USO, where I volunteer on Saturday mornings. In the afternoon, I took them to my workplace because I wanted to be there while the convoys came back.

We ended up coming back home after my wife returned, and handed me this little comment:

"You don't help out around the house. You're worse than a Korean guy."

Wow. *****

Today I took the family to Camp Walker, where the post exchange is, for some shopping. While we were there, I took the kids to Subway, where I got them each a cookie while my wife finished shopping.

After we'd left, my daughter realized she'd forgotten her Disney-themed cold mask. (this thing)

So we went back. We looked at the spot where we shared some cookies, and asked the staff if they'd seen it. With no luck there, either we turned to go back home and I put my hand in my pocket.

And there is was ... the whole time.

In the car on the way back, my daughter told me with a frowny face, "아빠 (Dad), you're a bad 아빠."

*sigh*