He once drove the entire family from Louisville to Columbus, just so he could walk around a zoo for two days.
When women see him walking around with a bag, they know it contains a change of toddler clothes and baby wipes, not his dancing shoes.
When he packs up to go to the range, he has to take the car seat out of the minivan to make room for the gun cases and target stands.
His most memorable morning was spent trying to figure out how to get baby puke out of a dress uniform prior to an inspection.
When visiting an auto dealership, he walks past the new sports car so he can get a better look at the latest incarnation of minivan or station wagon.
He takes a vacation day prior to a major holiday so that he can spend the day doing housework and taking the kids to McDonalds for lunch.
He is DaddyBear, the most domesticated wild man on Earth.
I do not drink often, but when I do, it's to get blind drunk and sleep in until 7 AM. Stay whipped, my friend.
2 comments:
You may be a heck of a domesticated wild man, but you're also a damned good father - take care, and hope you have a great Thanksgiving. (Watch out for three year old and unattended pies!)
Thanks Wing. Hope you all had a good Thanksgiving.
Post a Comment