This morning, I took my older son to get boots and a kit for his first youth team. He was so excited...until the clerk brought out his shirt. He started to well up.
He looked at me and asked, "Daddy, am I a bad guy?"
"No. Why would you even say that, son?"
"Because my shirt is red and only bad guys wear red!". And then he started to cry.
Proudest moment as a parent.
He looked at me and asked, "Daddy, am I a bad guy?"
"No. Why would you even say that, son?"
"Because my shirt is red and only bad guys wear red!". And then he started to cry.
Proudest moment as a parent.