Jude isn’t mentioned very often in this journal, mostly because Harper – being a baby – consumes the vast majority of my attention. But he’s mentioned even less than Nick, and I think that’s because Jude is the only one of my boys that doesn’t live with me. Instead, he lives with his mom and I only see him on weekends. That’s much more than a lot of separated/divorced/whatever dads see their kids, and I’m lucky, but it’s still not as much as I’d like to see him. But that wasn’t my point. My point is that I don’t spend as much time with Jude as the other boys and thus have less stories about him.
But this post … this is all about the Jude bug.
I’ve lost count of how many people have sent this image to me and I smile every time I see it. I imagine I’ll still be singing “hey Jude” (badly and off key) to my little boy at his college graduation and he’ll curse Paul McCartney’s name to the end of his days.
Very witty artwork from love all this.
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