Thursday, February 07, 2002

Honk if you love Cracker Barrel... The one thing that I'm not sure I ever would have believed about fatherhood was that I would ever love a child so much that I would unhesitatingly kiss her even when she smelled like a fraternity party gone horribly, tragically wrong. But I did it. I smooched my pukey, smelly daughter, without a second thought. I tried to pretend she didn't have vomit in her hair. You have to do that sometimes. It's the same in college, depending on who you are dating.


I love this entry from Rob...