Happy Father's Day to My Mann, who for almost twenty-six years has been the best example, provider, teacher, Scout Master, toy fixer, car fixer, trouble-shooter, teaser, over-protective-mom-calmer, piggy-back giver, around the house chaser, that our specially chosen kidlets could ever have.
Him: I went to Wal-Mart. I got myself a Father's Day present.
Me: Oh, you did? What did you get?
Him: Some pajama pants. Oh, and I walked by a book display and
Me: You found the second book of Hunger Games.
Him: No, a Clive Cussler book. It was $5. A hardback book for $5. That's less than a paperback.
Me: You mean there is one out there you haven't read yet.
Him: Yeah. And I bought a DVD.
Me: Oh. Which one?
Him: Journey to the Center of the Earth. It was $5.