I'm a Good Man

I always tell Chet that he's a good man. And when the boys complain that dad is always gone, I always remind them that he is gone because he is a good man. He is either serving for church, or gone working (which he has been doing a lot more of) hard for us, or serving in the community as a chairman of the United Way Board. For about the last year, he has been gone way more nights than he is home, so they have heard it a lot. And rarely is it for himself to have fun. Well today we went to a baptism at the church and as we were leaving Colbs held the door for me. I told him thank you and he said, "Yeah. I am a good man." just so matter of fact and walked away with a bit of a strut. It was so dang cute!