It’s tough to catch my girls’ eye.
I always joke with them that they shouldn’t expect to find a boy as smart, strong, handsome, dashing, brilliant, athletic, intelligent, debonair, suave, or intellectual as their papa. It’s not fair to the kids who come along and try to make an impression on a not-so-impressionable girl.
Of course, my girls just roll their eyes at that.
Today, I’m writing about a near-miss in the dating game for one of my girls, at Dangled Carat, Hilary Grossman’s blog. I’m trying to be all vague about it, so don’t try and figure out who it is, but just … appreciate the message.
You might remember Hilary’s guest post here last week, about her father. While you’re on her site, be sure to snoop around a little. Hilary’s a great read.
And make no mistake – I have the advantage over the boys who do try and come in the yard. I have no guns, I have no traps. But boys, if you want to try and match wits with that girl’s dad …
Better bring your A game.