Wonder Woman is a domestic goddess. On Sunday, she laid out an Easter feast for my family, and it was spectacular.
She and the kiddos made this here cake (and by “She and the kids,” I mean “Thank you, my dear sweet wife, for letting the kids feel like they were helping you, thereby giving me some time to get some work done”).
And I picked this image for two reasons:
1.) I wanted something that would allow me to heap some praise on Wonder Woman, who has been putting up with me not coming to bed until way too late for far too long, all because she supports my lunatic quest to become The Greatest Daddy Blogger of All Time.
2.) I happened to have it handy, and it is past midnight, and I need so badly to get to bed that you wouldn’t even believe it and I think my eyes are bleeding and I’m hallucinating and … who are you and what were we talking about?
Good night, Internet.