I have some good news and some bad news. Good news: I get some alone time for the next week and a half. Kinsey is flying out to San Diego to see the family one last time before the doc says, “no mas” to the flying. This is the first time that I wont have Cason in the house since his birth. I don’t know how I am going to handle the quietness and not tripping over toys.
Bad news: Father’s day is this weekend… and I will be spending it alone. All by myself. This is due to the fact that nobody ever remembers Father’s Day, until a week before it is happening… and that only happens because of the TV commercials. Luckily, I have the most thoughtful wife in the world. Kinsey put together a surprise Father’s Day for me. She took me to dinner at my favorite restaurant, she got me a card, she got me a super awesome frame with three pictures of Cason holding a letter in each picture, spelling out “D A D”. The fact that she took the time to do this for me, while pregnant, and trying to run her online boutique, seriously brought tears to my eyes. I still don’t understand how I got lucky enough to find a woman like her. I really didn’t want to come to work this morning, because I got stuck watching Cason sleep before I left. He even woke up, saw me, and reached his hand out to hold mine, and went back to sleep. So I sat there holding his little hand, and finally had to go. Toughest thing will be coming home, and not having him greet me with my hug and kiss… for an entire week.
Speaking of Cason, he is not allowed to go to dinner with us at fancy restaurants anymore. He spent the entire time jumping on the seat, he got up into the window sill because it was accessible, stood up and started singing/screaming. Seeking attention from the world… yup, that is most definitely my boy. Kinsey was petrified, and I enjoyed the show. Good times.