2.26.2009
When You're A Dad...
When you're the father of a 3-year-old boy, it's quite possible that you could go to work and not notice for over two hours that you have a blue monster truck sticker on your chest.
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Nice!
ReplyDeleteThe title of this post has me singing,
"When you're a Dad, you're a Dad all the way, from your first cigarette, to your last dying day!"
And that song is true, with or without the cigarette.
ReplyDeleteRegarding post titles making one think of a song, a couple of posts ago was titled "Obama Chameleon." I had in my head
"Obama bama bama bama
bama chameleon
you come and go
you come and go"
When I got home, T. said "I almost posted a comment with the lyrics to Karma Chameleon to your blog!" So I guess I wasn't the only one!
How 'bout the other day when you had a green foam heart sticker with "BFF" written on it right smack in the middle of your back?
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