Fonts used: Luna & Melapalooza
Before I tell you what I did I have to let you know that I call all the parents in my class mom, mommy, dad or daddy. They don't mind, the kids think it's funny and it's easier for me.
Now, here's my story...
Last night after a VERY long week, OCH and I went out to dinner. I had a few drinks...and by a few I mean at least one more than I should have had.
We're leaving the very crowded restaurant and I'm leading the way toward the door. I noticed one of my "dads" sitting at a table with a couple of his friends. As I approached his table I said in a voice that was just a little too loud....."Daddy, what are you doing here?" He looked embarrassed, one of his friends chocked on his dinner and the other laughed really loud. You'll just have to trust me when I tell you that there is absolutely no way this man could actually be my daddy!
OCG came up from behind me, grabbed my hand and said something about being sorry and nice you meet you to the guys at the table as he hurried me toward the exit. I heard lots of laughter as we left.
