Living in a house with five ladies is not for the weak, so I regularly go to the gym.

I go to the gym for a few reasons:

1. Someday my little ladies are going to be big ladies and there’s gonna be boys. I may need to whoop some tail so I want to be ready. Going to the gym is a pro-active move on my part.
2. I realize that when I exercise, every other part of my life seems to work out better! I’m a better man, husband, father, pastor, and friend when I’m feeling good.
3. I want Sherri to like how I look.

I, like every other man, do the occassional flex and invite “The Ladies” to the “GUN SHOW!” I have even showed the ladies how to do their own flexing and show off their guns!

The other day I was putting on a “gun show” for the ladies and Reagan said, “Dad, you’ve got a tomato in your arm!” I have no clue how she figured the bump was a tomato… but from that point on she’s been asking to see the tomatoes!

I’m not sure I like the idea of my arms being compared to tomatoes! I think I’ll stick with “guns.”