Well if you read my sons’ bio, you know I have a thing for the male gender.
But more specifically, I have a thing for old men.
A big thing.
And I don’t know why because I love being a girl and love all things feminine.
But I also love the way boys are. I find it so refreshing. Maybe because they can be so different than me and I like that.
But anyway, back to my love for old men. Here are the full details.
The older they are, the better.
The higher the pants, the cuter.
The bigger their ears, the more my heart melts.
The more they shuffle when they walk, the more I can’t peel my eyes off of them.
And while I realize most people want to be all gentle and delicate with the elderly, old men bring out my rough side. When I see them in the grocery store or church, I want to run up and tackle them down with a bear hug from behind.
It is sometimes hard to control.
I will stop there.
But seriously, look at this picture and see if you don’t agree.
He may get tackled some week at church if he gets any cuter. Can I also just mention that the fact that he wears a suit to church each week does not help his cause. It only adds fuel to the fire.
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