baby boy
I have to admit that most of my day is spent being silly and making jokes. Um a firm believer in the fact that laughter keeps you young and makes life so much more enjoyable.
I'm going to be a bit serious here and talk about my pride, my joy, my angel, my baby boy.
I often think to myself how my life would be different if I wasn't blessed with his perfection. The only thing that comes to mind is that my life would be dull, unfulfilled, and a much much more sad place.
Often times I find myself looking forward to the "my time" after he goes to bed. When he does I always find myself wanting to wake him up so we can play and wrestle more.
I seriously have a hard time when he goes to visit his mother.
Thank god for him.
I plan to teach by example of how a real man should live his life. Honesty, love, and an abnormal respect for people in general.