The Farmer's Daughter

The Farmer's Daughter

When it comes to bedtime with your significant other, I honestly want to know. Is what the Farmer's Daughter and I do an anomaly? Are we crazy? Or are we perfectly normal?

This is life for us right now, unfortunately. And I suppose that being a parent means sometimes letting your own heart break so that your child's heart can heal.

It is time to take that next big step with the Farmer's Daughter, and that's exactly what we're doing. Even if it goes against everything I grew up being taught was right.

We couldn't let that box of wigs the Farmer's Daughter and I found sit around unused for too long. So, we decided to have a little more fun!

Hahaha. I had a little too much fun with the bickering effect that vacations and traveling often have on couples. Based on a true story.

We have probably been swearing a little too much lately so we started a swear jar that we put money into. But the real punishment isn't the money. It's what the loser has to do with the money.

Being way overdue for some away time together, the Farmer's Daughter and I decided to go on a little trip of our own.The thing is, we're leaving today (on a jet plane), and we have no idea where we're going yet.

Last weekend, the Farmer's Daughter and I dug an old box of wigs out of my garage and we ended up making... Ummm... This... Video... You're welcome and we're sorry in advance.

As a single dad, it has always been scary beyond scary to introduce anyone I'm dating to my child. His heart is my heart and my heartbreak is going to be his. Today I look at how it has all played out with the woman I love.

The Farmer's Daughter and I got to thinking about our age difference. And then our thinking got weirder, and weirder, with more photos, and more facts, and more weirdness...

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