In spite of all my rumblings, I'm proud of my kids. As a father I've learned that it pays to pay very close attention to them and the way they handle things.
I don't want them growing up to be assholes that I have to be ashamed of, so I try, along with their mother, to teach them values and s**t.
I noticed that no matter how bothersome her little sister was, Caitie always treated her with the care of an older sister. Kid has class.
It was the same with the boys. They knew to look out for each other and to protect their sisters and mother, especially when I'm not around.
All in all Kat and I were doing a good job. Of course I wake up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat when I think of the three little ones she's carrying.
Please don't let them be like Mengele. I won't make it pa
