2 chapters 9’s?

 Chapter 9 : Secrets of the Family Man is the Family DOG

Chapter 9 : Secrets of the Family Man 

Not gonna lie I wanted another girl. Don’t get me wrong I was happy my wife was pregnant, but outwardly but secret reason why. I kept saying it was because it was that it would be cheaper or then we don’t need to buy clothes. But really for me. It was because I felt after having my daughter that I was destined to be a #girldad. But Colin was born and thank god because my wife wanted to name him a ducked Irish name and call her by the cute nickname of the fucked up irish name. My daughter has fucked up Irish name. Look it up. We are the worst. But also why this is so easy to do. Us Irish have the gift of the gab and with the Irish Witt you can write things that are more off color easier then saying it. 

So yeah, different affect about my son. He is just a happy boy. He is a walking smile. He has my wife’s smile, and her smile is stunning. My daughter has mine. Wah wah waaaaaaah SNL Face. Sorry babe. He makes you love life again when you see how he is gets so excited about the small things in life and life is a gift. It makes you realize that’s what we lose as we get older. We don’t excited for the little things anymore. So the big things get heavily criticized on both outcomes and the little things are just expected. And that’s a shitty ducking life. 

Like the Lyrics in Hamilton say “Talk less, Smile more.”

Chapter 10: What the actually fuck just happened? 

So this just happened. My daughter was telling me about all her friends “spraint” their ankles. I was like perfect! This is a good lesson. Since I’ve torn my ACL, partial tear in my shoulder and have spraint my ankle many times. I explained that they twisted their ankles. Told her the difference between a twist, sprain and a tear. Man it was a thing of beauty. We were on a roll. I brought out props. Explained ligaments, yeah i said ligament. So i put my fist together and had her put her arms across them. Perfect ducking example. She was answering questions, like damn I should have stayed teaching. Side bar to the side bar. I went to get my masters in art education at the College of New Rochelle, for a year. And realized after substitute teaching it wasn’t for me. My Aunt always said “You can’t fake teaching.” And she was right. Love you Didi(The Strongest Person I have ever met, 2,3,4 are a very close framily, **RONALD MCDONALD HOUSE ISNT JUST A PLACE TO THROW YOUR SHIT FROM YOUR POCKET, I IF FOR SOME GOD FORSAKEN REASON MAKE ANY MONEY OFF OF THIS, SOMEONE SOLD FARTS, I DONT KNOW, I WILL BE DONATING A PORTION To you guys for any house stuff that needs alternations. WHEN THE ASSHOLE INSURANCE COMPANIES/MEDICAL/EDUCTION THAT THEY WILL PUT YOU AND EXTRA FOR WHAT THEY PUT YOU THROUGH. Love you! 5 is … we were having a great conversation. She was very engaged and was fully taking everything I was saying. Shit, i took a napkin and showed her a a tear by ripping it in half. I crumbled it up to show a sprain and how it takes a very long time to get it back to normal and if you don’t let it heal it’s gets worse. It was awe inspiring. We are both smiling, my son is like yeah twist, sprain and pop it lock it, the dogs are doing Pilates on the carpet. Like it was perfect. Then my daughter starts laughing. Hm that’s interesting. Why the duck you laughing? That shit was perfect. She straight up says “Yeah I have no idea what you are talking about.” Nervously laughing, heart twisted, spraint and torn……that’s funny! You ducking know it. I legit had her tell me what I told her and explain it. And she ducking did to a god damn T.  So I said “So you don’t understand it? Sounds like you do. We were talking about your friends who spraint their ankles. Wait did you not know where were talking about injuries?”  Nervously laughing, she goes “yeah (shaking head) but I get it now.” No girl it’s gone. She gone.