Some children choose chocolate, others opt for salty snacks like pretzels or goldfish, but it takes a truly refined individual and is a mark of unusually good upbringing when a child turns down hotdogs for broccoli.
Such was my amazement and my humble moment of satisfaction at a job well-done thus far as a house husband and father as I took this picture a few days ago. I mean, I expect quite a bit from his unusually pure bloodlines coming from unquestionably some of the finest and truest Sooner stock to ever have graced the Lone Star State, but this level of excellence and sanctification at such an early age was difficult for even me to grasp.
I'm a little verklempt. Sniff, Sniff. Talk amongst yourselves.
Monday, June 30, 2008
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