A belated Father’s Day ode to Trevor, my partner in:
Crime. Just kidding.
Getting shit done around the house.
Making the moneys.
Paying the bills on time.
Keeping Sadie alive.
Keeping Sadie happy.
Getting that kid to sleep.
Practicing giving Sadie a sibling (wink).
Watching movies and TV on the laptop in bed.
Eating a whole 12 inch pizza.
Getting through the hard days.
Making fun of ourselves and each other. And maybe other folks, sometimes.
Staying up past bedtime.
Trevor, you are the dish washer to my cooking. Happy Father’s Day, and here’s to many more to come.