Yesterday marked the 4th anniversary of Anthony entering our world and turning into the chaotic, fun, mesmerizing, confusing, aggravating, enjoyable, scary, outrageously fun and often nonsensical place it is today.
And we wouldn’t have it any other way.
It was four years ago that I got that call from Ann telling me to turn around and come home, and when went from somewhat irresponsible adult to a father that now had two people counting on him for everything. It’s a humbling experience and role I take seriously. It was also the day I cried when I first saw that slippery, strangely colored little baby being removed from Ann’s womb. Whether covered in goop or all cleaned up, I knew that little stranger had changed our lives forever.
It’s hard to fathom that he went from this…
…in just four short years. I now know what people mean when they say that children grow up too fast. While I miss that little baby, I look forward to each day when we learn something new, do something different, say something meaningful.
Happy birthday, kid! We’ll see you at Chuck E. Cheese’s on Wednesday for Birthday Party #2!
Oh yes, and baseball season has officially begun (in case you couldn’t tell by my banner)! On this, the first game of their 50th season in Los Angeles, the Dodgers beat the Bonds-less Giants by a score of 5-0.
You can’t script stuff like that. Here’s to what will hopefully be an amazing season!