Note: This post is part of Fatherhood Friday at Dad Blogs, where all the cool kids are hanging out. (Moms are welcome over there!) I *might* even have a column called “Teen Angst” there. Welcome to my visitors from DB; thanks for stopping in! After going nearly insane searching for it, I FINALLY found the photo that goes with yesterday’s post–you know, the one that I took before I committed Grand Theft Teddy. Here it is! (Curious? Great story…click here.)
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Dad, Meet Everybody. Everybody, Meet My Dad!
In trying to decide what to post on the Friday before Father’s Day, I hit upon a rare stroke of genius. The posts that I write about my Dad are always pretty popular, not because of the writing but because he is such a character. For as long as I can remember, my Dad has been a big hit with all of my friends. He is hilarious (well, most of the time anyway) with a dash of twisted insanity, like how he used to enjoy making my kids cry when they were babies. But that’s another story. Anyway, I thought to myself, “Hey, Melisa with one S! (because that’s what…