Well it is official…

That's My Boy...

I feel like a team that has been compromised, pinned down, and about to be smoked when they hear the roar of the 30MM cannon of the first A10 - “Warthog” and the rockets of the Apaches coming in to save our asses.

I have been doing the backstroke in the sea of estrogen for so long that I now have to sit to pee.
I live in a house with my lovely wife and count ‘em 1, 2, 3, daughters.

And for those who don’t really know Airborne Math, when that little paratrooper comes out swingin’ his chain we will then outnumber the currently ruling gender.

Ok, Ok, Not that anything will actually change as far as the pecking order around here I know.
But hey, let me have this at least for a few minutes before I have to go scrub the bathtub and change out the laundry.

- Joe

March 10, 2009 · Posted in Family