Day 123:
Wow Conor... Has it already been four months? I've always accepted the mantra, "time flies", but this is ridiculous. And then again, for so many reasons it's not... Truly remarkable to me that you're advancing as you are... And it's the little things I notice. Not only the smiles but how long you smile. The expressiveness of your face, your honing in on certain people and things, how your attitude so quickly changes from open moment to the next simply based on the circumstance. To be sure that's the case for everybody, but when you see it in a four month old it tells a story...
Today was an absolutely perfect day weather wise. You and me, well Son, we had a fun day. This morning I loaded you up into your stroller and walked to the grocery for bagels while Mommy took advantage and knocked out a couple of chores... When we got she was all geared up and ready to head out and run some weekend errands, so we decided to take further advantage of the weather and hang out outside while I both worked on and washed my motorcycle. Music blaring, sun shining, and there you are... My Son, smiling and coo'ing, then sleeping and snoozing.
When you finally woke up it was time for a bottle so I hurried you upstairs to get the bottle started and get your diaper changed. As if I should have seen it coming but just ignored it all together, I made the biggest baby-changing no-no, ever. I unhinged that diaper of yours, looked down to grab another, and when I looked back up you were full on spraying the room! I fumbled for the new diaper but to no avail... You'd already soaked the wall, yourself, me, the floor... Just a pee-tastrophy! Of course, I could only stop laughing long enough to notice the huge smile on your face... So I got to cleaning up the mess while running a bath for you... Just the dues to pay I suppose.
When Mommy finally got home I was running out the door to hop on my bike and take a ride with Uncle Nelson out to a fund raiser we were hosting for "Wounded Warriors" and a September 11th Memorial foundation. Some time later Mommy showed up after running errands with you to show you off to all my friends... No surprise here, you were a hit! Though after an hour or so I think the noise of 50 Harleys finally got to you and you made it known that it was time to go home...
In all it was a great Saturday, Son... And now you're resting soundly awaiting another big day tomorrow...
I love you, Boy'O.
-Dad
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