Friday, January 18, 2008

a tall cold glass of Schmitz Gay!

This morning as I was doing Daddy duty and dressing our youngest daughter Abby I caught myself audibly debating whether white socks or pink socks would best accessorize her little "GAP" outfit. I was actually debating what color would best accentuate Abby's inherent cuteness! That is when I asked the question that is lingering on your minds at this very moment, "Am I GAY?"

I was terrified! Had I not this very morning awaken in a pink bed in pink bedroom (Audrey's room). Did, I not, just last night spend 20 minutes talking about how "precious" Audrey's new hair-doo was. The panic quickly dissipated as I realized that I am not Gay, but rather I am DADDY to two beautiful girls.

So with my masculinity reassured I dressed for work feeling lucky enough to be a fat, sloppy dude who has 3 women who love and adore him.

1 comment:

Adrian said...

Absolutely precious! Of course the three of us love you - how could we not? You are by far the BEST DADDY EVER (husband, also).