MyThreeDaughters

Day One: Wife out of town, Me in Town with the girls.
I’ve noticed this before, and how great it is. When I am kicking it with the girls, usually I’m around a bunch of Moms with their kids, and they speak VERY freely around me. Like I am not there.
Last summer, in the pool, I was with the girls, making sure none of them would drown, and the Moms just carried on their conversations as though I wasn’t present. That’s when, one day, I heard two Moms talking about a third Mom who had had a boob job. It being a small town, turned out I knew the boob job Mom.
Wow, and I thought she just looked real “fit.” I’m going to have a get another gander at those suckers next time I see her.
Today, we were at the Botanical Gardens children’s World of Wonders splashy area, and I was like four feet from two Moms talking.
I guess they thought I was DEAF. It seems that Mom No. 1, Kim, has had a difficult time becoming pregnant with child No. 2.
It seems that Kim and her husband have been “trying” to the point that Kim is completely worn out. (I refrained from turning around and telling her my male friend’s advice: “You know the best way to get pregnant? Have sex A LOT.”)
Maybe Kim wasn’t, you know, “trying” enough.
“You poor thing,” Mom No. 2 told her.
It seems Kim is so tired from “trying” that she and her husband, probably mostly she, are considering adopting.
“But you know, even if you qualify, it costs $35,000.”
I kept my eye on the girls and sidled over even closer.
No worries, I remained invisible.
Further, it seems that Kim does at least three pregnancy tests every month, plus several ovulation kits, and “it’s just wearing me out.” Kim’s not getting any sleep.
It seems my penis makes me completely invisible. What a great instrument. Now, I am pondering…where should I take the girls tomorrow?
Grocery store? Library? Church service?
Shite, no need to be a Russian agent to get info, when you can just be a Dad.