Disheveled half-thoughts about fatherhood, husbandry and the macrocosm. It's a love story.
I just fucking pulled Spanish rice out of his diaper.
I don’t think anyone has ever accused you of being demure.
Dad: I think I’m getting dumber.
Wifey: Oh yeah, like intellectually?
Wifey: Well what u gonna do bout it…take Mensa quizzes or something?
Dad: Dunno, should I google it?