As you know, I was seeing your mother for quite some time. Frankly all the monkeying around was wreaking havoc on my back. This relationship was going nowhere. Why did it always have to be her way? Why did it always have to be on top of a tree?

One day, your sister sat me down and made me realize that I really wanted her and not your mother. She was right! I felt so sheepish. Since then, I've been dating her.