The best part of Ball-O is the story of how we got him…
I pictured Ashton Kutcher running into her room and yelling, “We got you, Daddy! Ha! Your friend, God, set you up!”
Cherish the time you have on Earth…or don’t. Whatever. Either way, your time here is limited.
A voice in my head whispered, “Why did you do that? What do you know about babies?”
They know to never listen if I ask them to smell their food or accept a Hurtz Donut.
We just literally moved yesterday. Half the things in this room are still covered in cellophane.
I have a lot to do. I’m thinking about it now as I write this.
He wasn’t doing it for us. He was doing it for himself.
Here’s the twist. I don’t wonder that.
I guess I’m supposed to be wiser now. After all, I’m 40.