26 January 2010
Tomorrow is Boy's birthday. He'll be 13. The infant creature shaped like a bowling ball (or, with diapers on, like a bowling ball bag with a ball in it) has now grown as tall as his mother. There is nothing I can say about the situation that will not sniff woefully of cliche, but I will say that I'm really happy being a dad.
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This is exactly what it's like to have a thirteen year old son.
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Published on January 26, 2010 21:06