The Family Stone

Day 263:

A wild weekend for you, Conor.  I think you've been passed around to, I dunno, maybe 50 people in two days?  It's been CRAZY!  And you've been nothing short of absolutely perfect.  A blessing to be sure.  No fuss, no muss, just Conor the Lion Heart tried and true.  All anyone can say is how happy you are, how handsome you are, how funny you are, and so of course I agree... I mean, I'm of course biassed while fighting my personal struggle to keep my feet on the ground.  Still, it's not hard to agree with your adoring public.

Yesterday would see a party of mostly all friends of your Mom-Mom's.  Today would be different - all family all the time.  The annual Labor Day party on Argo Lane in Cape May County, New Jersey has become what can only be described as a tradition.  Each and every year Mommy's parents, aunts, uncles, cousins, and so many of their friends get together for the greatest barbecue South Jersey would see all year.

It's a whole lot of fun, Son.  Aside from an insanely amazing array of foods, close to any kind of picnic fare you could imagine, the great wide space is overrun dozens of children.  Each of the eager to run and play... And somehow, and I'm still not sure how, I was press-ganged into playing quarterback for all of them!  I so enjoyed throwing the football around, calling plays, directing the "players" in their assignments... It was GREAT!  But there was something missing.  You...  And I know, I know, you'e just not there yet!  But that doesn't mean I can't imagine playing ball with you.  And I know you'll be good.  I just know it.

So with that, we're back at Mom-Mom's and rocking you to sleep on your second night up WAY past your bed-time!  And that would be a problem if you were the least bit cantankerous but of course, you're not!  Just as happy when you're tired as you are when you're wide awake... Makes it hard to lay you down to sleep...

And off you go, Son.  Sweet dreams... I love you.
-Dad