My sons are smarter than me, better looking than me and know more than me. (Ed’s note: not true, though they do have more hair!)
I’m still puzzled as to what I actually contributed in the baby-making process, considering my wife is slightly smarter and slightly funnier than me. I’m not arguing on the looks. She is the female Benjamin Button.
But there’s one thing I can lay claim to (if you don’t count the dimples) and that’s my irrepressible clumsy gene. The boys never stood a chance.
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