Most of my posts dish about the twins and their mom, music, work, cycling, Bears, Sox (get ready), etc. Light is my motto, no need for the heavy.
But last night after softball I reflected on fatherhood (again). The Bad Assples won in the bottom of the last inning. I drove in the tying runs and scored the winning*.
But that’s not the point.
After hearing friends talk about next season, I got to thinkin’ that very soon – two kind, innocent, beautiful souls will rely on Stacey and me for a great many things. Mike Caccciaboondo would laughingly say “You’re f*cked”, which means the same thing up in Jeff Park.
So let’s have it already. I want to meet my new little friends. Anticipation. Birth classes. House painted. Yard almost perfect. Bikes collecting dust. The glove is on the shelf. I’m ready and I know Stacey is.
But she’s not going to be a dad.
* By drove, I mean knocked a two footer in front of the plate and advanced on an overthrow.
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The best of times and the worst of times is about to
happen the best people in the world and are about to welcome
two new little people into that world.There is no
doubt that joe and stacey will do this job better than any
they have done so far. What a great time for you both the teaching time is near and I am sure the loving time!
love
grandpa Ashley
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I really enjoy the website Joe, nice job.
I pick Liam and Lili for the names; and meeting them will be present enough!
sit back, hang on tight and enjoy the best ride you’ll ever have, oh, and Mike C’s correct…. you’re f$(.ed. We all were, you realize it about the second month in. hee hee
love from nancy and luke
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