this is no joke.
I love kids, love being a Papa, and now get to enjoy being a Pappadaddy. no way I could of had just one.
I would gladly suffer, being on my own, or would even suffer thru labor pains for my wife to have kids. All of my mistakes growing up, and even the ones I make now, can't erase the joy I have garnered from my kids. I just hope when I die, that at least one good thing can be said about me, and that is "He was a great dad."
you see our time here on earth, should be a struggle, and a suffering. I just hope that I've taught my young'uns, that in the suffering and struggle, you can find some joy and happiness, in your babies, and you pass that wisdom on, and then they pass it on.
Traditions, and owning land for generations in one family, family heirlooms that came over on the mayflower, that is great stuff, but just please let it be said of me, that I was a great dad. That I was mean to them, but fair, that I was tough on them, but I loved them.
and never once, thru all of my toughness, did they ever question my love for them.
Let my babies carry that tradition on.
Merry Christmas folks.