{"id":1669,"date":"2012-08-13T08:34:02","date_gmt":"2012-08-13T13:34:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stories.daddytales.com\/?p=1669"},"modified":"2012-08-13T08:34:02","modified_gmt":"2012-08-13T13:34:02","slug":"the-truth-comes-out","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/2012\/08\/13\/the-truth-comes-out\/","title":{"rendered":"The truth comes out"},"content":{"rendered":"

We were hiking through a stretch of wilderness on the backside of Rainbow Springs, Florida, when my 8-year old son made a surprising announcement.\u00a0“Daddy,” he said, “he doesn’t like your hot dogs.”<\/p>\n

His older brother stopped in his tracks, a look of honest outrage on his face. “What?”<\/p>\n

“Well, you don’t.”<\/p>\n

“I can’t believe you just said that!”<\/p>\n

Looking at the two of them, I could tell a confidence had just been betrayed. A weird confidence, but a confidence, nonetheless. “That’s okay,” I said. “You don’t have to like my hot dogs.”<\/p>\n

“I do too like your hot dogs!”<\/p>\n

“It’s okay,” I said. “You don’t have to.” I laughed. “They’re just hot dogs.”<\/p>\n

At this rate, though, I am rapidly running out of\u00a0things I can cook<\/a>.<\/p>\n

As I turned to keep hiking, I heard a good solid thud followed by an “ow!” and a “Da-addy!”<\/p>\n

“It’s okay,” I interrupted before the little guy could tell on his brother. “He doesn’t have to like my hot dogs.”<\/p>\n

“But he-”<\/p>\n

“Come on. Let’s keep moving. We stay in one place too long and the mosquitoes will carry us away.”<\/p>\n

The little guy sighed. His big brother gave a satisfied chuckle, and we continued on our walk.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Beware. This tale features betrayal, violence, and, worst of all, The Truth. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[123,118,122,119],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1669","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-daddytales-cute","category-daddytales-c","category-daddytales-n","category-daddytales-funny"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6DpYi-qV","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1669","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1669"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1669\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1669"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1669"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1669"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}