They were the original butt sniffers. Sniffing the butt tells them whether or not to conveniently hand the child over to Mom for a diaper change.
He can fix anything with duct tape. Yes, a leaky pipe, a broken bicycle seat, a rip in snowboarding pants to a child's attitude. Duct tape takes care of everything!
They love science. Especially the Science experiments in the refrigerator. My husband just took a plastic container out of the fridge and almost fell to him knees when he opened it. Or the piece of meat he pulled out of the freezer, looked at us, saying, "May 26th 2001?"
Not many people can handle fishing. Or fish hooks. Or fish hooks in the finger. Or fish hooks in your brother's hair. Or fish hooks in your ear.
They take a lot of crap. Specifically with a plunger. Because. Well, they do.
He doesn't mind moths. Especially those that fly out of his wallet after summer clothes shopping for boys.
Nothing bothers him. Dads can fall asleep anywhere. Preferably the snoring kind, that way they drown out of the noise of the children.
The Dad telling his son to pour glitter on himself and stand in the sunlight to attract girls?
Epic.
Finally,
Who else signs on for 18 years of loss of sleep, an empty wallet, arguing and smiles about it?
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