Jokes are necessary.
I am not very funny, but I admit to being silly at times. “At times?” my wife asks in the background. No, I’m just kidding. She didn’t say that. Again, bad joke. No really, honey. I’m sorry. I’ll stop writing now.
[eleven hours later]
See. Not funny. But I like to be silly, and I want my kids to know that. I want them to know it’s okay to be silly, because there are enough serious times in life to make sure and squeeze in some levity. It’s not always easy to show a light-hearted side, especially when you’re trying to teach your kids right and wrong with simple tasks like being honest about doing something that maybe wasn’t so nice. Even if the action is funny, we want to make sure we explain or have them explain why what they did wasn’t the right thing to do.
Being a parent is a fantastic thing, even when we don’t always feel fantastic, because seeing the outcome so far outweighs anything else I’ve ever done in life, because I also get to see it in action with Meghan.
Now that you realize I’m not the funniest person alive, or even in my own household (because I think my kids are pretty funny), you’ll understand a little bit why I try to post funny tweets or talk about silly things that happen in my life. I want them to know how fun my life is and they’re a big part of it.
Just like you are, honey. *smiley face*
[21 hours later]
