Meggan and I were driving home from Costco the other day, and Joan Jett’s ‘I love Rock and Roll’ comes on.  Benjamin starts moving his butt in her belly.  So I put two and two together, and tell her it’s because the baby gets his butt shaking from his dad.   Not that Meggan can’t shake her butt but well me and my clown-dancing (another story) take the cake.  All I have to do is keep him on the straight and narrow and away from the Irish Stepdancing.  I personally think Irish stepdancing is a front for the IRA.  Being as smart as I am, I dare not tell Meggan this because I value my life (yet somehow I’m ok with telling the rest of the world).