Weekend Fun

This was a very fun weekend. Best friends (husband and wife) came to visit and meet Papito. They are the first people that are not related by blood that our son will know as "aunt and uncle." Papito actually went to two restaurants this weekend and he did great. No crying, just slept through the drone of the crowd. It's still hard to believe that he is mine when I look at him. "Uncle" commented that he actually looks like me, which makes me feel very good. I was thinking there for a while that the only thing I gave my son were my facial birthmarks and my last name. Hmm, something make sme think that I've written that here before. Did I already write this before? I don't remember. I didn't sleep a lot this weekend and when I did, let's just say that it was induced and sustained by toxic liquids of the ethanol nature. I'm feeling a little blue because the visit with our friends was so short, and I have to go back to the daily grind. Luckily, I get to go home to a wonderful wife and a squirmy lil' fart--my squirmy lil' smilin' fart blossom.