My eldest, yesterday, was named student of the month for January for her elementary school. While there may be a shred of truth to the notion that it takes a village to raise a child, it takes two very good parents to make sure that the child is applying herself. Our kids are good because they have two morally founded parents. Period. That said, I thank God that making and raising a child is a team effort, and here’s why:
It shouldn’t come as a surprise that I’m the sports nut of the team that is Bgddy Jim and Mrs. Bgddy. While my wife deserves a lot of credit for getting me into running and she does have a mean arm – that’s right fellas, I’m married to a hot chick that doesn’t throw like a chick I’m the one with the skills when it comes to sports in my house. It is quite apparent that my skills have passed on to both of my daughters – for what genetics are worth in sports, they’ve got a good set.
On the other hand, while I am far from being an imbecile, my wife has the corner on scholastic intelligence. I will never be accused of being an intellectual. I got into college by the skin of my teeth. My wife, on the other hand, was accepted to college with a scholarship – because she’s smart. My wife’s gene contribution is also abundantly obvious in our children as is the fact that she meticulously works with those two so they learn how to think and prepare to be great students. For this I am infinitely grateful because where I fall short, my wife picks up – and that’s really what marriage is all about. As difficult as being married is (btw, there’s a difference between living singly together and being married), I am with exactly the perfect woman for me. I am a blessed fella. I married well.
So, to my darling Isabella, I am so proud of you sweetheart. You are the apple of my eye and you are a spectacular, brilliant little lady. Congratulations on your most excellent accomplishment.
And to my wife, Mrs. Bgddy… You rock honey. Nice work, you’re doing a fantastic job with the girls. Thank you.