We’ve received a ton of packages in the last two months. And when I say “we,” I mean “the baby.” I had honestly forgotten that Jaclyn and I were even capable of receiving mail.
All that changed tonight with a friendly, boozy reminder that yes, I can still get packages! And what a package to get! Truly, nothing says, “I know you just had a kid and good luck surviving the experience” quite like a box full of bourbon. Thanks to Uncle Randy for…just knowing.
The Perils (& Pride) of Paternity 