My Texas Homeboy

Introducing my Homeboy, the father of my sons, my husband.

So, I cornered him while he was in the shower this morning before he left for work.

Me: So, choose a name for Blogger, so you can comment on my blog.
Him: What?
Me: You know, if you ever read my blog, you'd need a name to leave comments.
Him: I don't even really know what a blog is. I don't know what you're asking me. Are you saying you want me to leave comments?
Me: Well, you know, in case you ever want to...yes.
He stares at me stupified.
I know when to retreat.
Me: Ok, you just think about it, and when you're done with your shower, we'll pick a name.

Now I head back to my room and talk to the boys.

Me: We need to pick a good name for your dad.
Donny: How about Jackalope?
Remy: Farty pants!
Donny: Homeboy
Remy: Poopy pants!
Donny: LawyerDude
Remy: Hairy balls!

Thanks for your help, boys.



What we decided on, finally?


Well, I guess you'll just have to wait and see when he comments...if he ever comments...



Ok, that may take too long.


I can't stand the suspense.


His blogger name is:


drum roll, please.


mywifemademedoit



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