Pre-Birthday!



Grandpa Don made a "Corwin"
stamp from potato to decorate
wrapping paper.



For some reason when you think of September showers you think of rain in the great state of Washington.  But in this case, it actually had to do with Corwin's very first party.  Granted, he participated while still on the inside, contained by the boundaries of the placental wall created by Karen over the last eight months, but I like to think he still had a great time.

For me, the real question surrounds the premise of the 'shower' event itself!  It's all a sham!  I stopped by for a few minutes, estrogen zipping left and right!...you sincerely had to duck constantly.  There was no shampoo, no conditioner, no soap, and really no water or even moisture to speak of!!!  In reality, there was no one at the event that was actually showering.  So how did such events become to be called such things?  I don't know, but I must go on public record to tell others about this mis-publicized event.  Perhaps there is a slight chance that it is intended to 'shower' the new infant with gifts (my only guess), but until I find I conclusive evidence I will be very suspicious of those that refer to it by that name (whew...glad I got that off my chest!).  Anyway...moving on....

Since we already have  a girl, the big question has become...are we ready to raise a boy?  Well, as a Dad, it means I've been a boy for quite a while.  Twenty-two years of experience to be precise :)....ha ha!  In addition to my 18 years of manhood, it means I've had four years of experience as a human infant and boy.  All in all, that puts me in a great position.  I've made my share of 'male' mistakes, exactly required as a learning process to be a great father for a son.  Growing up, despite knowing the obvious 'heard of' consequences of peeing on an electric fence, you still need to test it out.  And if things involve lighting firecrackers in various objects, shooting things with a slingshot, or running over them with a motorcycle, those are all covered.  I've got all of the misguided recommendations any new little boy would need...so check that one off the list :)

Sometimes being a dad means having
to wear princess shoes...at the
request of a daughter!

And despite the necessity to participate in recent tea parties, princess dancing, and other rather 'girly' events, I'm a rather masculine guy...a real man's man.  In fact, I had to do some auto work earlier.  OK, it was only replacing a headlight, but it got the testosterone going into high gear.  Anytime a tool hits the hands, it's guy code for being at home.  A symbiosis frequently occurs which cannot be understood by the fairer sex (that is females to those who could not pick up on the obvious).  The conclusion...I love my beautiful princess daughter, but we are more than ready to tackle this new adventure of having a boy.

In just a few (or more) weeks, we will welcome Corwin Fuller.  Until then, we'll try to get as much sleep as possible since we know that will be a rarity when he makes his great escape to the outside world.  We love you Corwin!!!

Have a great rest of your week!!!