Skipping Ahead A Few Years

Wes took me out for supper tonight (lunch time, thought Chinese sounded good..."baby" doesn't care for it!). When Wesley came back to the booth, the little boy sitting behind us (or rather standing on the bench peeking over) looked at him and said, "Hi Papa!" I cracked up and said something about being a few years away from being a papa. What was really funny was when papa showed up, I noticed the "similarities." Papa was about twice his size, with a big, bushy, gray mustache, and a gray ponytail about half way down his back. I can see how the little guy was so confused! HAHA Apparently we're just going to skip the "daddy" years. (At least I wasn't the one being accused of being old this time!)