This final post in the #fathersdaymonth series comes from @LoveAllDads.
@LoveAllDads is a great initiative and a one stop shop for anyone wanting to peruse a fantastic selection of dad bloggers, dad voices and all things dad. It is basically a showcase for the best of Dad Blogs.
Go check out the website here www.lovealldads.co.uk and follow on Twitter @LoveAllDads
And I cannot think of a more appropriate way to close out #fathersdaymonth, with a cheeky little blog post from a guy who runs a platform for showcasing dad blogs. This post is from a man with two lovely girls and is a nod to the future, whatever that future may contain.
Even if it is boys.
Live for the moment, not the past, as you can’t change that.
What about the future though?
Well the future is scary.
Why is it scary?
Simply I have two amazing girls and I am grateful that I have them and I’m so lucky.
The thing is this. They will grow up. And THAT is scary.
As things stand the girls are blonde and blue eyes, and both could melt your heart…BUT this is a worry as they grow older; what if those horrible creatures known as BOYS start sniffing around?
I have already warned the girls that boys are off limits until they are 21 and luckily at the moment they respond
“That’s ok Daddy boys are yucky!”
I do however think this will change at some point.
As tradition dictates, it’s up to the Bride’s Father to pay for the wedding, which if things carry on, with their expensive tastes and everything, could cost me a pretty penny.
Multiply that by two and you have…well it’s not worth thinking about.
I am hoping that it is still tradition for the hopeful chap to ask me for my daughter’s hand in marriage at which point I can simply say “NO!” and in an Eastenders way ‘deal with him’.
Is that allowed?
Of course I am joking
With the guidance of their parents I know that my girls will grow up to be well mannered and polite and hopefully make the right choices throughout their lives and no matter what, they will know that we will always support them.
As Frank Sinatra said ‘regrets I’ve had a few but then again too few to mention’