Dudes

Monday, September 12, 2011

After eating key lime sorbet in Key West.
I grew up with sisters.  My brother was a freshman in college when I was born, so I didn't have the benefit of ever living in the same house as him. And, with three daughters and a wife at home, suffice it to say that my dear, amazingly patient and generous dad was outnumbered.

These days, I hang out with dudes.  I'm outnumbered.  In fact, I'm still outnumbered if you factor in the dogs, because then it's 3:2, in favor of the guys.  

What have I learned, living with dudes?

  • No matter how tough you are, hugs are still good.
  • It is all about football.
  • And cookies.
  • So, it's all about cookies and football.
  • I love my dudes beyond words.

Someday, if we're lucky enough to add to our little family, maybe we'll even up that ratio.  Or maybe not.  Either way, I know how lucky I am to spend my days with these dudes, and I treasure every moment.

If only I gave a shit about football.

Heather

4 comments:

  1. Hah! I don't give a shit about football, either, although I pretend to for my dad's sake. My husband knows I'm a faker. I'm an only child - and a girly girl - so every day is a learning experience with my little guy! I wouldn't trade it for the world, though.

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  2. I just started giving a shit about football last season. It's hilarious to teach the baby to raise his arms up and say TOUCHDOWNNNNNNN! so that helps. :)

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  3. Chris accused me of a "bait and switch" last night. He claims I pretended to like sports while we were dating. What he doesn't realize is that I like sports every now and then...not 7 days a week!

    I am outnumbered 3:1 here, counting Frankie the dog! And I love my dudes, too!

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  4. So so awesome. You do give a shit about football. Football = good food.

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Monday, September 12, 2011

Dudes

After eating key lime sorbet in Key West.
I grew up with sisters.  My brother was a freshman in college when I was born, so I didn't have the benefit of ever living in the same house as him. And, with three daughters and a wife at home, suffice it to say that my dear, amazingly patient and generous dad was outnumbered.

These days, I hang out with dudes.  I'm outnumbered.  In fact, I'm still outnumbered if you factor in the dogs, because then it's 3:2, in favor of the guys.  

What have I learned, living with dudes?

  • No matter how tough you are, hugs are still good.
  • It is all about football.
  • And cookies.
  • So, it's all about cookies and football.
  • I love my dudes beyond words.

Someday, if we're lucky enough to add to our little family, maybe we'll even up that ratio.  Or maybe not.  Either way, I know how lucky I am to spend my days with these dudes, and I treasure every moment.

If only I gave a shit about football.

Heather
 
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