Father of the Year Moment #789: Sir Swag the Second…

Here ye’…

Here ye’…

I will give my first-born boy his first hair brush! He will be knighted in a formal ceremony and given his weapon to be used only for good. Those with melanin know how big of a responsibility this is.

Go forth son, and slay!

Cut. The. Cord. Son!

Cut the cord, Son!

Cut the cord, Son…

Cut the cord, Son…

Damn, son. Cut the cord!

Ahem. The cord, son…

Father of the Year Moment #465: Dad Wins!

I DID IT! I FINALLY DID IT! I tired him out! Hell Yeah!

Now I am trying to figure out if I should put him to bed, or give him a taste of his own medicine and annoyingly keep him awake…

THE POSSIBILITIES ARE ENDLESS!

Father of the Year Moment #267: Raising a Man:

This is my son’s doll, Molly. He is very protective of her and demands that she is in bed with him at night. I don’t care that he has a doll, I am just glad he has a sensitive side.

The ladies love a sensitive man, you know.

Trust me.

Father of the Year Moment #429: Money Tree

Breaking out the winter stuff when I suddenly turn into Rosie (Mom):

Seriously! You’ve got to be shittin’ me! How does this happen?! Why don’t I go to my money tree in the back yard and pick off $29.99. I would just love it if something could last 2 seasons! Is that too much to ask?!

Of course this conversation takes place in my head – because no one else cares.