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The Perils of Fatherhood

Ed note: Andy gave me full permission to write this post.

A couple weeks ago we were all on the couch. I was reading picture books out loud, to the kids. Andy found a marble in the couch, while I was reading. And for whatever reason he thought it would be funny to secretly put the marble inside his belly button and then surprise the kids with the fact that he had a marble stuck there once I finished the story.

Except, he fell asleep.

Fast forward several hours later. Andy’s doing our weekly grocery shopping trip, late at night, after the kids are in bed. He’s in the produce section when he notices something hard in his belly button.

It’s the marble.

I’m still laughing.

“My father didn’t tell me how to live; he lived, and let me watch him do it.” —Clarence B. Kelland

Sophie likes “How the Grinch Stole Christmas”

A lot.

“And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without ribbons. It came without tags.  It came without packages, boxes or bags. And he puzzled and puzzled ’till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before. What if Christmas, he thought, doesn’t come from a store. What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more.” —Dr. Seuss