Can't sleep

Im here in bed wide awake at 2133 (930 PM) and i go to work at 2345 (you figure it out). Im tired and well fed with my homemade BBQ wings, but yet the sandman has not yet arrived. I got up a few minuites ago to walk around and i beheld a wonderful sight. My baby girls, all curled up with their blankies and bears, were fast asleep. There are no better things in this world.
I am awed at the maricle of life and the beautiful start we all have as innocent, helpless children. I always joke with my wife about who their real father is, but seriously i cannot fathon that a person such as myself can produce such beautiful baby girls.
I love comics, but my father is my real hero. He raised me, and has so much love for me and my family, and always does his best to take care of us. Now its my turn and i feel very unworthy to hold that honerable title of Daddy

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