So life is a bit different now that I have the most awesome little boy. It's only fitting, given my awesomeness. At least he got that from me. Actually, he looks like me too. Brad wonders what he gave the little boy. I swear he got Brad's colon. And that ain't a good thing.
Aaron is eight weeks old now. Eight weeks! That means I have to go back to work soon. I should think about it as "I have four more weeks at home!". But all I can think is "Oh dear Lord, I have to leave him with someone other than me in four weeks. I don't think I'll be ready." And then he wakes up and starts to cry and I see how work may not be so bad after all.
So for now I'll just leave you with a picture and a promise that I remember my password and I'll write again!
Isn't he just perfect???