One day you’re walking around in a nice pair of Express jeans, a button down and some Jordan’s and the next your outside doing yard work in dress pants, a white V-neck T-shirt and a pair of sandals.
I guess I’m becoming a good italian dad. That’s just what we do. It’s in our DNA. Big Pete (Grandpa Soprano) would be so proud. Only difference is he’d be wearing penny loafers instead of sandals.
Sorry Son: Chronicles of a New Dad 