After four daughters we finally had a son. Some dumb jokes from friends involve whether or not I’m sure he’s my kid, because I apparently can’t father boys. But I know this is my kid.
After all, my wife’s fidelity is unquestioned. Heck, as a homeschooling mom she doesn’t have the time to see anyone else.
My son and I were born with about the same weight and length.
He has blue eyes, I have blue eyes.
He’s giving up his naps at a very early age, I gave up my naps at a very early age.
He drools a lot, I drool a lot.
He burps a lot, I burp a lot.
He farts a lot, I fart a lot.
He loves it when his mommy takes his clothes off, I love it when his mommy takes my clothes off.
Yup, that’s my boy!
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