My man cub 6yo son as I’m doing random tasks around the house: “Dad, I will follow you wherever you go.”
Me: *resisting the urge to quote Matt. 8:20 to him. Also, knowing that he will, for better or for worse*
Next to a compliment from your wife that will gas you up for months is a compliment from a well-respected superior at work in front of other well-respected superiors.
You’ve heard of swimming the Tiber, but have you heard of cantering to Constantinople?
This is not a post about my tradition affiliation.
Seriously, it’s not.
Yesterday my wife said she likes buff cop Brian better than skinny cyclist Brian. At first, I started hating buff cop Brian until I realized that’s me.
Guys, that comment will gas me up for at least the next decade.