Kyle is the cheesiest but I love him like crazy and now I’m cheesy.
That’s right, I set lock screens to tell her things she already knows. Redundancy is the highest form of romance.
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Jamming so hard on his cookie guitar… all two of his strings broke.
…or more realistically:
…or if you really want to get really real:
Reece’s-Ass-Puffs (as in ‘Grown-Ass-Man’)
11 degrees. Fuck you.
You’ll be laying on the floor, peacefully, perhaps in deep thought, reading or watching tv. That peace comes to a startling halt when this tiny body, or bodies, come crashing down on you. Giggling, screaming, or silently like little ninjas.
You might find yourself getting tickled, scratched, slapped, slugged or kicked in the face (the absolute worst). It may hurt terribly, physically speaking, you may boil over only to cool down impossibly fast when your tiny assailant cracks a smile at you or curiously asks ‘daddy?’ when she realizes you’re hurt.
The amount of pain you endure from these unprovoked attacks directly corresponds to how much you will smile about it later.
You will be bombarded with nasty smelling shit, gross habits, nightmare messes and insane tantrums you never believed possible. Your ideas on what type of dad you always thought you’d be will go out the window when you realize what kind of dad you are.
You’ll eat your words when you criticize parents for their tactics, trading in your resentment for kudos to their ingenuity.
Your children will outwit you, outsmart you and will outlast you in every test of willpower because their well of energy and imagination is nearly inexhaustible.
For all of these things you will love them unconditionally, and for that you will have grown as a person and become a better man than you ever thought possible.
I wouldnt trade this for anything.