A father is always making his baby into a little woman. And when she is a woman he turns her back again. ~Enid Bagnold
When I was younger, I could remember anything, whether it had happened or not; but my faculties are decaying now and soon I shall be so I cannot remember any but the things that never happened. It is sad to go to pieces like this but we all have to do it. ~Mark Twain
I don't care how poor a man is; if he has family, he's rich. ~M*A*S*H, Colonel Potter
Youth is a wonderful thing. What a crime to waste it on children. ~George Bernard Shaw
Spread the diaper in the position of the diamond with you at bat. Then fold second base down to home and set the baby on the pitcher's mound. Put first base and third together, bring up home plate and pin the three together. Of course, in case of rain, you gotta call the game and start all over again. ~Jimmy Piersal, on how to diaper a baby, 1968
There is still no cure for the common birthday. ~John Glenn
A diplomat is a man who always remembers a woman's birthday but never remembers her age. ~Robert Frost
Life is a moderately good play with a badly written third act. ~Truman Capote

Fatherhood is pretending the present you love most is soap-on-a-rope. ~Bill Cosby


Spread the diaper in the position of the diamond with you at bat. Then fold second base down to home and set the baby on the pitcher's mound. Put first base and third together, bring up home plate and pin the three together. Of course, in case of rain, you gotta call the game and start all over again. ~Jimmy Piersal, on how to diaper a baby, 1968
Youth is a disease from which we all recover. ~Dorothy Fulheim
Dad, you're someone to look up to no matter how tall I've grown. ~Author Unknown
We advance in years somewhat in the manner of an invading army in a barren land; the age that we have reached, as the saying goes, we but hold with an outpost, and still keep open communications with the extreme rear and first beginnings of the march. ~Robert Louis Stevenson, "Virginibus Puerisque II," Virginibus Puerisque, 1881
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