Just got interrupted by the Fed Ex man, who delivered your birthday present from your Uncle Jeff. I had to stop whatever I was doing and assemble it, I was so excited. That’s an unexpected part of parenthood, how it makes you much more excited about something for someone else than something for yourself. It’s an awesome 3-in-1 push trike thing, and I am not waiting until your birthday. The weather is beautiful, sunny, a little chilly but nothing a coat can’t help. And when you get up from your nap, I’m going to feed you some lunch and then load you up and we’re going for a walk/ride! I know, I am really excited. I’ve already pushed you around the house in it. You also love it. I think we’re going to get a lot of use out of it.

The pug also tried to bite the Fed Ex man, but he’s got this jowly lips that kind of get in the way, so it’s more like being mouthed at. Plus, he’s kind of a big chicken dog, so he doesn’t actually get close enough to actually bite. The Fed Ex guy and I had a good laugh about that.