Father's Day Month

I would like to share some Brian stories in the coming weeks. He's my babies' daddy. And he's a good one. He's patient and he's a giver. He gets up if they have a bad dream. He plays with them like nobody's business.

The other day we were at Wal-mart and the kids were hungry. He went and got them goldfish crackers and a bottle of water. He made sure Mash got some of the loot, holding the water bottle for her to get a drink. Then she unleashed one of her greatest talents, backwashing. Brian watched as a whole goldfish floated its way back into the water. Funny, but no big deal, he will just fish it out with his finger right? Well, he couldn't get it out and there was so much water still to be drank. (drunk?, drinked?)

So he closed his eyes and took a big swig. The slobbery soggy goldfish came out and instantly disintegrated in his mouth. As he stood there gagging I slapped him on the bum for taking one for the team.

But even if he would have just dumped the goldfish and a little water into a trash can like a normal person I would still think he's stinkin' awesome.