Belize You Me

Danger Monkey, age 9: “Let’s go to Belize or the Florida Keys to see the Goliath Grouper.”

My Oldest, 15: “I would go to the Keys.”

Wonderful Wife: “I would love to go back to Venezuela and hit Belize, too.”

DM: “I vote for Belize. Where do you want to go, Daddy?”

Me: “Brunch.”


Me: “No, I’m fine. We don’t need to do anything for Fathers Day.”

Wonderful Wife: “Well, I thought you’d like to at least hit a brunch. There’s got to be some all-you-can-eat bacon with your name on it somewhere.”

Me: (slow blink)

Me: “I have never loved you more than I do at this very moment.”