The Office Tour

Benicio visited the office today. It felt good to walk around showing off something that I helped create, my child. It still sounds wierd to say that: my child. I had a pet snake once. I don't remember what his name was or if I had time to name him (or if it was a him) because it died two weeks after I bought him (Maybe I should have fed him more). From that moment on I was scared to death of having a pet or being in charge of a living thing. Now here I am with another living thing that is relying on me for survival. This time, I could actually be charged with a crime if something goes wrong.

At the moment, my only job is to bring home the bacon; make that mighty dollar; feed my kids; etc...So I don't feel like I can really mess anything up. I know my job, I'm pretty good at it, and I think I'm to a point where to lose my job, I got to really frick shite up. I was thinking about this the other day: how can I get fired? The only way would be for me to take my pants down and start humping one of the typists...I honestly think that's the only way I could be fired and I also think that there's a slim chance I might have to go a little further to be fired. They may give me a slap on the wrist for something like that.

So it looks like Benicio is in good hands. I got Alisa as the all-purpose player on the team; the sort of Mark Madsen of parenting - always doing the dirty work; the things that don't show up on stat charts. You need a player like that. I'm the player who goes to the all-star game every year. The player who averages a double-double, get's all the accolades, and is always in the papers. However, that player couldn't be where he is without a Mark Madsen. Madsen could survive on another team, every team needs a player like that. The star, on the other hand, might sink to the bottom on any other team like Michael Jordan playing on the Wizards. So I guess I better make sure I treat my Madsen correctly or else I could be struggling to make the playoffs next year...whew, I'm basketball analogied out. Go Lakers!!!

Sleeping

Why do people always say, "don't let the baby sleep in your bed!"? Don't they mean pets or people you've just met that night at the local (or un-local) bar. What's the big deal? Yah, Benicio sleeps in our bed every night now. I'm not afraid to admit it. He sleeps between Alisa and I and he actually sleeps for more than just an hour at a time. It's awesome. Alisa can feed him while she lies down, I get to give him kisses when I wake up in the middle of the night and realize their is a little baby sleeping in my bed...It's freakin' great! Of course, now I wonder when it will have to end. When will we have to make him start sleeping in his $400 crib, in his newly painted room, in his designer sheets - specially formulated for little dudes? What's the cut-off for this causing some serious mental damage down the road? Will he be telling his psychiatrist about his nights spent in Mom and Dad's bed and why that is the reason he has become an alcoholic? Some day we'll move him I guess...but for now he's sleeping in our bed and loving every minute of it. And so am I.

His First Superbowl

I can't remember my first Superbowl but I do remember getting pumped up for them around the age of 4 or 5. It was such a big deal in my family and even though my Dad was never a huge fan of Football (he didn't really keep track during the season like he does for Basketball) this Sunday was an important day for my family. My mom would bust out all the good dips and a few family members would come over. It was a great time. I'm interested to see how Benicio's first memories of SuperBowl Sunday turn out. It will be hard to break the tradition of always going over my parents house. Although, I would like my son to have some early memories of his Pop throwing SuperBowl parties, his mom making dip, and people coming over to celebrate the most over-hyped game in all of sport at his home.

Notes on the game: Not a bad SuperBowl but not a great one either. The Patriots won by three (beat the spread - which was 7 - another game I didn't bet on but picked the winner...I'm sure had I bet on the Eagles they would have been blown out) and the Eagles had their chances in the end and even looked to be the dominant team early on...there just wasn't a moment that stood out for me this time. No dominant player or play to speak of. Just a good overall team game.

p.s. Benicio slept through much of the game and I'm pretty sure he was unaware that the game was being played but I do think he had a good time. The attention he gets at these type of events are probably something he notices. My little sister and two little cousins and I played a little football at the half. Pretty fun for a bunch of little girls and me...It will be great when Benicio gets a little older and he can participate in these annual family games.