I know that at some point in all of this blog posting I have shared the story of Natalie's friend Anthony who was swimming in our pool and decided it was a good idea to say to Natty "Your dad looks like a Manatee under the water". Oh yes that was a wonderful moment in my life. Nothing helps the fragile ego quite as much as being compared to a manatee while swimming in your own pool. Isn't the idea of having your own pool one that includes a certain amount of privacy and the comfort that comes with that? Just throw a couple heads of lettuce in the pool with me and I will do my very best manatee impersonation.
A few months ago I was talking to my friend Ben Jackson after church and Jack proudly declared: "My dad looks like a hippo". I'm not quite sure which of those two is worse? I'm sure the hippo reference had nothing to do with my physique and everything to do with the gap that exists between my two front teeth. Please, I'm nowhere near the size of a hippo, it had to have been the teeth.
Seems this morning I managed to graduate from large mammals that live primarily in the water. It is Saturday and I was actually sleeping in. Jack was up before me and decided to come into my room. I heard him coming. I was stretching when he walked in the room and all he said to me was "Dad, you look like a Panda when you stretch". Sweet! I'm out of the water and into the trees.
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