Three days and this kid’s like the friggin’ Dukes of Hazzard over here.
Three days and this kid’s like the friggin’ Dukes of Hazzard over here.
Yeah. I don’t have a baby anymore.
We’re not at that point yet, yet that’s kind of the point.
To my little Sampson, one snip of his noggin was an act of war.
I was done saving his life from the giant chlorine cocktail.
The boy in my home today is unlike any I would have ever pictured.
I can’t stop him from learning buttons because I’m afraid he’ll get all Magic Mike on the neighborhood.
11 years later, it is still my most defining moment.
Whatever I can do to help, just let me know.
I want everyone to hear me clapping.
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