I'm A Fun Dad, But I Don't

I Was Sort Of Traumatized By Girls In The Third Grade. Because There Was A Girl In My Third Grade Class I Had A Crush On. I Bought Her A Box Of Valentine's Day Chocolate. And I Put It In Her Cubby With A Note That Said Something Like, "i Am Deeply In Love With You, Your Secret Admirer." And I Didn't Sign My Name.

It's Harder When People Are Playing Along, Because It's Just Not As Funny. They're Trying To Be Funny, And It Sort Of Cancels Out The Whole Joke.

For My Wife And I, The Challenge Is To Not Make Every Day The Best Day Possible Because It's Not Realistic.

The Only Time I Set The Bar Low Is For Limbo.

My Maternal Grandma Was A Tough, Tough Lady And A Stern Woman, Who Lost Her Husband Young And Raised Six Kids By Herself. She Lived In A Mining Community In Upstate New York And Ran A Boarding House For Miners. She Took Care Of An Entire Family And Miners Who Lived In The House As Well.