Well it is official…
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.
Jeeze…
- Joe
Well, it’s about damn time! I always thought there was more than enough estrogen floating around in that family.
CONGRATS to both you and Amanda! Let’s plan on getting together real soon.
Jeff - Plano
Thank you
And yes it would be great to get together and visit, it’s been a long time.
Congrats, hon
He certainly wasn’t shy about it either, was he? heh heh heh
We find out what we’re having in a week, if baby cooperates anyway. I hope it’s a boy, just so I can have one of each, but I’ve a feeling it’s a girl. And then Matt will be the one trapped in a sea of estrogen - even all the animals (except the fish) are females!