When my first daughter was born I had all these great ideals about child rearing and I knew one thing for sure I was not going to be like my dad. When my child spoke I would listen attentively and then give her my advice because we would have this great relationship where she would come to me when she needed advice and I would give her my opinion. Well all was going great until she reached her teenage years when I all of a sudden was the stupidest S O B on the face of the earth and she sort of just put up with me. I was one of those parents who actually planned my second and third child, I spaced them out for 6 years so I could afford to put them through college and not take away from the other siblings. Now when my second child came I was better prepared and like the first, I loved and sometimes I spanked buy mostly I just loved her. When she reached her 16th year I was once again a stupid stupid man and my wife took to agreeing with the girls.......WRONG she was so wrong to show any cracks in the front line because she found out that kids when shown this crack will show up with enough explosives  to blow it the hell up. Now 12 years was past and my hair was a little shorter and my middle was bigger and the only thing that wasn't larger was my brain because if I would have had any brains I would have ran for the hills but I love kids (I have no ideal why) so here we go one more time and yes another daughter and about three years into this my only rule is dont use the good silverware to cook your heroin. A very funny thing happened with this one she just came home with her grades from her junior year at UK and she has a 4.0 average for all three years So as I said earlier what did I know and by the way this one has never hated me and I have no ideal why.

I wrote this because of a short discussion I had with a man who I respect very much but has no clue about parenting but you cant tell a pre-parent that, it is like the first time you find out what two gay men do in private YOU JUST CANNOT believe it. A very good friend of mine asked me about parenting and I thought "maybe this guy will have a chance" nooooo he doesn't because as much as you would like, there is NO instruction book that comes with this bundle of joy. When you leave the hospital with this wonderful package they give you similac and diapers when they should be giving you a Valium prescription and a bottle of Jack because I bet you will need the drink before the damn kid does.

Thanks for readi9ng Bohank