How do you solve a problem like Soldier Daddy?
I'm 60 pages into this and he still hasn't officially hired her to be the effing nanny. Why?
"My main concern is she'll want to start a family of her own sooner than she thinks. Then I'd be out of a live-in nanny. And the boys would have to get used to another stranger coming in and caring for them..."
YES. Because she's a woman! So of course she wants babies! Tons of babies! And you can't do a job when you have BABIES! STFU, Soldier Parachute Ambulance Man Daddy.
"But it perplexes and saddens me [WHO TALKS LIKE THAT?!] that a young, beautiful single woman doesn't feel she has a future in sight as far as her own family."
"Young?" Chance's head whipped around.
"Beautiful?" Brock sat straighter.
Vince stepped closer. "Single?"
"So," Brock said. "When can we meet her?"
Aaron pumped the air with his palms. "Whoa. Down boys. She's a respectable girl. A devoted Christian. Not your guys' type."
OF COURSE. She's not like those whores you guys go out with! Those girls who TALK TO STRANGE MEN. She is a nice Christian girl WHO WANTS TO HAVE A MILLION BABIES.
There are not enough yellow flags in the world to deal with this bullshit, man. I'm charging twice for the time I spend reading reductive sexist hooey.
ETA: For the covered-dish supper at Joel and Amber's house before they go overseas to adopt half of Malawi: "Everyone bring a side dish and a two-liter of soda."
Unless J&A are providing the Everclear, what kind of group of military men (who jump out of planes for a living!) is having dry cookouts every Saturday? Is this the Air Force or a fucking quilting bee?!
"My main concern is she'll want to start a family of her own sooner than she thinks. Then I'd be out of a live-in nanny. And the boys would have to get used to another stranger coming in and caring for them..."
YES. Because she's a woman! So of course she wants babies! Tons of babies! And you can't do a job when you have BABIES! STFU, Soldier Parachute Ambulance Man Daddy.
"But it perplexes and saddens me [WHO TALKS LIKE THAT?!] that a young, beautiful single woman doesn't feel she has a future in sight as far as her own family."
"Young?" Chance's head whipped around.
"Beautiful?" Brock sat straighter.
Vince stepped closer. "Single?"
"So," Brock said. "When can we meet her?"
Aaron pumped the air with his palms. "Whoa. Down boys. She's a respectable girl. A devoted Christian. Not your guys' type."
OF COURSE. She's not like those whores you guys go out with! Those girls who TALK TO STRANGE MEN. She is a nice Christian girl WHO WANTS TO HAVE A MILLION BABIES.
There are not enough yellow flags in the world to deal with this bullshit, man. I'm charging twice for the time I spend reading reductive sexist hooey.
ETA: For the covered-dish supper at Joel and Amber's house before they go overseas to adopt half of Malawi: "Everyone bring a side dish and a two-liter of soda."
Unless J&A are providing the Everclear, what kind of group of military men (who jump out of planes for a living!) is having dry cookouts every Saturday? Is this the Air Force or a fucking quilting bee?!