Day 130:
A very nice morning and afternoon is giving way to a rainy and stormy evening, Conor. But not before thoroughly enjoying the nicer part of the day... I made plans with you to see our good friend OJ and his son Keegan for lunch, and so after an easy morning (you slept 8 hours last night, Boy'O, and then decided to take another 3 hour nap at 8:00am) of getting to the Saturday things that Monday through Friday won't allow, they showed up and off we went.
Little Keegan was also 7+ weeks early and so there was a lot to talk about with OJ. And nothing of any concern in so far as Keegan's health or the like, but just in the sense of how he's growing, eating, etc. Little Keegan is doing great; as are you! I've no real concerns where your health is concerned, Conor. My questions only come out in an effort to understand what to expect.
So, while sitting at Rio Grande enjoying fajitas and margaritas, Mommy and me interrogated OJ, and Keegan SHOWED us exactly what we should expect... As an adorably cute, albeit amazingly stubborn and active young 16 month old, a casual lunch just wasn't on the docket today! Quite frankly it was funny... To see OJ working so hard to keep Keegan both fed and happy while he wanted everything on the table that wasn't his certainly equalled the stigma that preemies, though little, are feisty and hard headed.
So now here I sit watching the Capitals take on the Bruins in game 5 of the Eastern Regional Finals of the NHL while you and Mommy are off on a nap. It's the kind of Saturday I think we all needed. A little work, a little lunch, a little down time... And these days are more and more rare.
I love you, Conor.
-Dad
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