Showing posts with label fatherhood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fatherhood. Show all posts

Friday, April 21, 2017

My rules for Dating My Daughter

Everyone father (and mother) has rules for "dating my daughter."  (Heaven forbid I need these before she graduates college, but she's got a mind of her own, and she'll do what she wants.)

Let's be honest, no one out there will ever be good enough for our Princesses.  That's part of being a father, but she's smart and funny, and the boys will fawn over her some day.

I just need to make sure the boys - especially teenage boys, who are the worst breed ever at thinking they're smarter and more clever, and no one could possibly have dreamed up whatever scheme they have today -  have proper perspective on the fact that they are not, in fact, anywhere near as clever as they want to believe.

New Rules for Dating My Daughter

  1. Once upon a time, I was a teenage boy.  I know what you’re thinking;
  2. I’m older now – not only do I know what you’re thinking, I’ve had more thoughts than you can possibly imagine, and I know exactly how to tell if you’ve had them, and I already know what will happen to you if those thoughts ever leave your head;
  3. If you make her cry, I will make you cry;
  4. You should Google “Rules for Dating My Daughter” – it won’t help you escape, but you might realize how deep you’re already in it;
  5. When in doubt, if convinced you're the most clever human who ever lived, remember Rule 1.
Now, get off my lawn, you punk!






Sunday, September 25, 2016

WA State Fair

At The Fair again. Watched Cowgirl Karen. Definitely a dying American art form.  Which is too bad, since it does take a lot Of skill and can be fun to watch.

Kiddo is on the bungee power jump again. Kid would grow wings and soar if she could. I dread the day she learns about base jumping.

Some day she'll be old enough to join me in this demon slingshot thing. Wife says I'm not allowed on it until kiddo is old enough to go with me.


Friday, May 27, 2016

My extensions to the Rules for Dating My Daughter

So, I was reading a "rules for dating my daughter," recently, and I felt there was something missing.

So, here are my personal extensions to the "rules for dating my daughter":

New Rules for Dating My Daughter

Rule 1:  Once upon a time, I was a teenage boy. I know what you’re thinking;

Rule 2:  I’m older now – not only do I know what you’re thinking, I’ve had more thoughts than you can possibly imagine, and I know exactly how to tell if you’ve had them, and I already know what will happen to you if those thoughts ever leave your head;

Rule 3:  If you make her cry, I will make you cry;

Rule 4:  You should Google “Rules for Dating My Daughter” – it won’t help you escape, but you might realize how deep you’re already in it;

Rule 5:  When in doubt, remember Rule 1.