By the time you read this, you will be old enough to have fully grasped just how different me and your daddy are. I pray that you fall somewhere in the middle.
Your dad has started running again. I think maybe bc he's going to do the half marathon next year with sugar, Ty Ty and pop pop. He hasn't run in a while. The weather has been too cold. But it's getting pretty so he's picked it up again. This has caused him to 1. Eat better and 2. Clean out his closet.
Let me say now that if he begins to lose weight while I'm pregnant, I'm gonna kill him. No one around me needs to be losing weight at this point.
Anyway. He cleaned out his closet and was getting ready to throw away 2 old, worn out pair of shoes.
Do you notice anything weird about this picture? Yes. The pair he has on is the exact match to the two pair he's throwing away. AND get this...there is another pair EXaCTLY the same upstairs in his closet. In a box that has NEVER been opened.
He buys his shoes in bulk, Pratt. BULK. He's totally OCD. And whatever the opposite of that is...that's me.
Also, he has the skinniest legs ever. And again....opposite city. Me, well...I have the chubbiest. Awesome.
In all seriousness, I hope you grow up to be just like your daddy.
I love you. Mommy.
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