So the family is relaxing on Father’s Day afternoon yesterday. 4 generations of Howey men by the pool. A celebration of manhood. It’s great weather. It’s relaxing. It’s enjoyable.
Then my grandmother asks me a question that all men long to hear on Father’s Day.
"Tim, do you shave your chest?"
I haven’t laughed that hard for a while.
P.S. I considered closing this post to comments, but I decided to keep livin’ by faith. 🙂