But I have to be honest.
I guess I really didn't think this family of his would ever happen quite so suddenly or in exactly this way. And I'm trying to go back to the place where I was when I very first imagined exactly what or when it would be.
And I'm not sure what I expected. I just love that word... expected...
What I do remember easily enough though is how my hormones would twitch a bit at times and my overies would all but scream out to me "Dagnummit! Don't you dare dig us this grave quite yet!!!" when I would see various and sundry pictures of him, like these...
But, of course, I'm navigating perilously close to off topic here...
So yeah, at risk of being reduntant... I really don't know what I expected. Until now. Because hind site is always 20/20 of course. And I think I can honestly say, now, that this is all really sort of perfect. As David Foster said on the Dr. Phil Show the other day... "They found a beautiful way." And they did.
I can't imagine a human being better suited or deserving to be a daddy. In fact my eyes tear up, and yes my ovaries still twitch, at even the thought of it.
I believe they will be the most wonderful family, even through any of the thicks or thins that may cross their paths which I imagine may be many. Still, I think that baby Parker may just be one of the luckiest little boys ever.
And anyone who doesn't agree with me must not know Clay. Not that I know him that well, per se. But I think I know him, well... enough.
Clay Aiken, Family, Daddy