My son is 24, my first wife gave birth to him. I am only 44. I don't think I could handle having another one at 55.
I didn't want another one but now that she is here she is every bit as precious to me as the other two. Although I must admit that after she was born I probably had the
baby blues even worse than my wife did. Once I got over that though, I realized just what a bundle of joy she really is.
Her name is Amanda, I call her Mandy. Sometimes I sing this song to her and she loves it. I love my Mandy-boo, I love my Mandy-boo, I love my Mandy-boo because shes my silly goose! Then she will sing back to me....I love my Daddy-boo, I love my Daddy-boo cuz he's a silly goose!!