Schools Out for the Girlies...

We took the girls to an end of school year dinner last night at Outback Steakhouse.
Nice joint. Only my second time and it wasn't bad.
Of course we had to have the Bloomin Onion.
Tasty battered-dipped onion and a zesty sauce.
Well of course Fat Daddy had to eat a ton of it and I spent the rest of the night farting like a mad man.
I kept saying, "The Bloomin Onion's given me Bloomin Gas!" and then laughing like an idiot.
The Women I live with didn't think it was anywhere near as funny as I did.

Anyway I now am Daddy to a girl in Grade 4 and a girl in Grade 8.
As I said yesterday, how this happened, I'll never know.

Yesterday The Grade 8 had about 10+ people over here for a swim.
Some of those people were boy-people and I could see the look in my daughters eyes whenever I'd come outside.
"Please Daddy, don't be an Ass! Please?" Her eyes said.
For the most part I complied.

On her next birthday she'll be 13 and then my Daddy Nightmare will really kick in.
For you new Fathers of Daughters, I recommend you practice saying No and start drinking more.