Three and a half years ago, I became one. The single most intense moment of my life was the second he took his first breath and let the world hear his little scream. Uncontrollably, I broke down in tears. Fuck that was good. We sure did good on this one... :)

Fathers day was a good one.

Alden and I started the day doing what every father/son enjoy most, cartoons. :) A couple hours of cartoons will motivate anyone to start the day right. I'm broke and have absolutely NO money at all, but somehow I went to Sages anyway. I had to! We played at Liberty Park for hours afterwards.

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I think I've been taking that park for granted for too long. There is sooo fucking much to do there, it's great. AND, it's all free. You can't beat that shit. The rest of the day was filled with a continuation of gooood. It ended perfect with a game of baseball with good friends, Alden caught a few fly balls himself. :)

He made me a little card shaped like a baseball and wrote, all by himself, "i love you" (from_ "alden", & "2007". He also gave me this little black box filled with memories and love. He glued pieces of his birth certificate inside as well as a picture of us taking a nap. Inside, he left a few of his favorite items for me to enjoy; a rock, a penny, a piece of fabric that says "i love you", a bob the builder toy and some other fun stuff. :) I'm one happy guy...