I’m a family man. Through and through I love my wife and kids. Sure sometimes my eyes may wander, my hands too, and my lips and tongue and other various body parts but apart from that I am a solid, 100% family man. And okay I may occasionally go to a certain seedy hotel on Friday nights to meet with girls and married women from online but I’m still a family man and I’ll be there for my kids and wife anytime and anyplace…except of course if there’s football on, I wouldn’t want to take them there, it cuts into my time with the boys. Oh and Sundays of course because that’s when I meet my mistress at her house but apart from those times I’m a dedicated family man. I’d never miss a holiday or a birthday unless it crosses with my evening classes and any dates I have and the aforementioned things of course but I’m still a family man. And okay I may not come home after work at all some night but when I am there I am a family man, everyone knows me as such I mean just because I like to eat my meals by myself in my own room doesn’t mean I am not a family man right? I’m still in the same house with the wife and kids and we’re still eating at the same time just not in the same room. And okay I may never have wanted a family, and just because my wife started as a one night stand that turned into a friend-with-benefits situation that turned into an accidental pregnancy, still I’ve always wanted to be a family man. From day one I was a family man, sure I went to the occasional party by myself, I still do of course but only on Tuesday and Thursday nights, and I may have missed all of the births of my children but I did give my wife flowers eventually. Just because they were picked from my mum’s garden doesn’t mean they mean any less. So yes, I would say I am a family man and that is what I shall say at the divorce hearing.
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