So, tonight you had your first big grown-up outing. We went with our next door neighbors, Danny and Kim, to Sol, a local outdoor restaurant. We had been chatting with Kim and Danny about how well I have been handling the diaper changes and spit up and about how proud I was. A former intern from Working Class strolls up and we start catching up, and no sooner do you decide to void your bowels. This wouldn't have been much of an issue had your diaper functioned properly.
It was sort of like when you drop a Mentos into a 2-liter bottle of Diet Coke, and the look of relief on your face was that of pure bliss.
I now know the beginnings of Fatherhood.
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