So, I am trying to adjust to my kids growing up but things are happening which are giving me a challenge. My youngest, Kaylee, is old enough to go the sixth-grade banquet. She does not want to go with a guy but I know that idea is right around the corner! So, this past Saturday, she and Shawna decided to go banquet-dress browsing and, in the midst of making plans to do so, Shawna asked me if I wanted to go indicating she might like it if I did (she later referred to it as a brain-lapse). I was not on board. Don't get me wrong. I help cook and clean at times. I have even gotten a manicure with my daughter. I simply felt dress-shopping might cross a line I am not willing to cross. I replied, "Really, honey, asking me to go banquet-dress shopping really cuts away at the very little manhood I think I might have!"
JT said, "Asking my dad to go banquet-dress shopping is like asking Bill O'Reilly to be peaceful for one night!" I concur!
-j
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