Monday, February 20, 2006

Happy Birthday, Li'l Knucklehead

Five years ago today, the nurse wrapped you in a blanket and handed you to me and I looked in your eyes and waited and waited for the enlightenment and life-changing wisdom that I was sure was going to hit me like a bolt of lightning from the heavens. I'm still waiting. You probably ought to know, I'm just winging it here with this dad stuff. That's why I let you eat cake for breakfast. That's why I spent $80 on a stuffed animal at Build a Bear Workshop. That's why I let you get a full-face tattoo.

Your mom is going to be pissed.


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