BRENT... This is your Father's Day Post

So... Father's Day. I could go the sentimental route and talk about dad's and the one's in my life. I could talk about my husband and the father that he is to our children. I could tell you that I had no idea what to get him for Father's Day and when I asked his son (the middle one, that was somehow cloned to be him)he told me just what to get him and told me where to go. I could tell you that I had nothing better to do because I was passing time while my oldest was at camp so I took middle son up on the challenge, and actually let him talk me into going to GameStop for Brent's Father's Day present. I could tell you that he went straight to what he wanted to get him, picked it up with confidence and convinced me to buy it.

I could tell you that I gave it to Brent and he acted like it was no big deal, but that it was cool and sweet for his son to think he would enjoy it. THEN I could tell you that he has spent every waking minute playing this game since Monday. That he has used the words "I am going to clean up downstairs" in an effort to sneak in some "tournament time". I could tell you that he let the kids stay up until 9PM last night watching him play and every time he walks in the door he disappears downstairs because the game beckons him.

I could tell you... HIS NAME IS BRENT... HE HAS A PROBLEM... IT IS BASS FISHING FOR THE Wii.

Happy Father's Day!

This is Brent so engrossed in locating fish that he has no idea I am taking his picture.

This is a picture of our TV with Brent catching said fish.