The t-sip shirt my daughter is wearing in the pictures below was in a bag of clothes a friend of ours was nice enough to give us for Mackenzie. When Kay came across the shirt I naturally said we should give that one to Goodwill. Kay being a good wife agreed wholeheartedly and put the shirt back in the bad to be discarded in a manner befitting it at some later point in time.
Next morning I’m getting ready for the day when Mack finds the bag of clothes and the shirt. For whatever cosmic twist of fate she takes right to that shirt and wants to wear it to daycare. I dodge that bullet by telling her it’s dirty and we’ll have to wash it first.
Next scene. I’m home probably facebooking on the computer in the bedroom when I hear Kay come home with Mack. Before I can get out to the living room I hear Kay tell Mack that you’ll have to ask Daddy about that. When I come into the living room Mack is holding the shirt and Kay says she wants to wear it. What am I going to do here Aggies? Am I an ass and deny my little girl the simple act of wearing a shirt that she has no real idea what it is. I could be. Yes I could. No, I couldn’t. This girl has me wrapped around her finger like any daddy’s girl worth her salt. So, enjoy my Texas friends. I’m sure it won’t be the last time you see her in this shirt.
3 comments:
It can stay..as long as you take a sharpie and write "and only" between the words "first" and "UT".
Marcus
hook 'em!!!!!!!!
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