Look, it’s 1:30 a.m and I just got home. I have received an award and I’ll post it on my next one…for now though, I need to post this one while it is still fresh on my mind.
2 days ago I received an email asking this question…
“Slick, since you’re a father, why don’t you write more posts about your children?”
Well, the answer is a simple one….
While I love each and every one of my kids and would literally lay down my life in a heartbeat for any one of them, the reason I hardly post about them is because…
They annoy the ever living shit out of me.
They’re always leaving lights on wherever they go, they make a mess faster than a tornado can, and one of our offspring decided to turn the air on and leave it on for a few hours while the windows were up!
They leave shoes all over the damn place and we can’t step 3 feet inside a Wal Mart without being begged to purchase this or that.
My two 9 year old daughters are holding true to their feminism and are moody as hell. I have to find out why every 3 hours they have stopped talking to each other.
The boys are constantly wrestling and I’m pretty sure they’ve broken something….I just don’t know what yet.
My “little eater” of the family keeps taking a shit in the downstairs bathroom that’s located near the kitchen.
Discard dirty socks by the patio door, the livingroom TV has been taken over by the Wii, and they asked me yesterday for my password to my laptop! (Yeah, right)
Me? A “Daddy Blogger”? I don’t think so….



