When Mr. Darcy and I were shopping the other day, he tried on this zip up sweatshirt along with a polo shirt and some dark jeans. He looked at me and wondered, “Do I look like a dad?”
“Sugar, you could be a dad. We’re of that age. But at least you look like a totally hip, cute dad.”
How much do you want to bet that our kid will have a left cheek dimple? Then we’d all be matching! And NO I am not pregnant. But I would happily have kids with this man. I think we’ll try living together first. Then maybe we’ll get hitched and buy a house.
I’m just here, giving you all minor heart attacks. That’s part of my job and my charm.