Here is my $1.48, Costco. Now please stop enticing me with delicious frozen yogurt

You don’t eat like a dad all at once. It started for me when I began finishing my wife’s plate shortly after we were married. And in the span of nearly a year of being a father, I’ve become the goat of the household — putting food in my mouth without thought as to where it originated.

But I never thought I really ate like a dad until I took a good hard look at myself in the rear view mirror after a recent Costco run. And I saw the frozen chocolate yogurt around my mouth, where it had been for all of my walk across the parking lot.