Day One of Operation Conor Nursery saw mixed results. You slept better in 2 hour spurts, but also woke up ready to raise Cain! Mommy and I worked like a tag team to get you settled throughout the night, and quite frankly we're both pretty tired now. It's been great having this time off, Conor. Given me the opportunity to get into every aspect of your young life and really understand what a day in the life of the Lion Heart is all about. Though I'm headed back to work next Wednesday and so I'm really hoping Mommy and me can get your sleep habits wired. In all I've read I'm beginning to wonder if you don't have a bit of colic, Son. It seems infants with colic display this behavior around a specific time of day, and yours seems to be the witching hour... Never the less, I'm sure it'll dissapate soon enough... I hope so anyway!
Today while you and Mommy went to see Aunt Jen, I fired up Willamena and went for a ride. Met a friend for lunch in Reston and then headed to points West. Namely Sterling and Leesburg... Unfortunately however, the bike broke down mid ride and saw me doing some quick work on the side of the road... And who better to break down DIRECTLY in front of than a Loudon County Sherriff? He actually saw the bike's power die when my tail lights blinked out... And all due to a terminal cable coming loose on my new battery. Definitely user error, Son. If you recall, it was me who dropped the new battery into the bike only yesterday! Guess I should have cranked that negative cable over a few more times...
To have such warm and comfortable weather as today's in late January is certainly a treat. I just had to go for a ride! My mind is never more focussed than when I'm riding my Harley, Boy'O. Registering the traffic around me and moving evasively while looking for a patch of open road... The sense of self awareness while registering consequential, actionable thoughts is aerobics for the mind... And then, when I find that stretch of open road as I did today, it all falls away. And as I rode into Virginia's wide open country side, Neil Young's "Old Man" blared into my headphones, and I thought about you... I wondered when you would one day have a similar experience. And I hoped to myself that I'd be right there with you when you do...
The World is yours, Conor an Chroí Lion. I want you to see as much of it as possible. But more than that I want to show you. And I'm looking forward to all you'll show me.
Love you, Boy.
-Dad
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