Baby Barbarian King is now Boy Barbarian King, long may he rule

I've been chronologically reading old posts lately, trying to figure out where things went off the rail with my actual writing of this blog. I guess the little diagnostic exercise could also be titled "Where I went" or "Where 'IT' went" (not sure what "IT" is, but pretty sure I'm in the negative commodity currently)...

In retrospect -- and I'm not done with analysis yet, as The Prof is out of town until Saturday early evening and I'm only through year 1 of Blogorelli, -- I guess that I'm sad to have lost a bit of everyday wonder for everyday rundown...and lamely let the number of my years dull the sparkle in my eye.

But tonight (at 11:46 pm,) and admittedly after a few, I really feel like old times. See, Intern-et, today is Lincoln Olav's FOURTH birthday. Now, don't groan about "another kids post," trust me, as I told Cho and Bobby, a recently contemplated title has been "Attending Baby Showers Make Me Want to Put 100% Polyester Underpants (not panties, never panties) on my Head and Set Them Afire!"

BUT.

Looking back, I realize that the BBK's birth was actually quite an event in my life...

- He was my first. First child of a close friend. First time I held an infant since Fat Hairy Worm (which I don't remember, really.) First experience with seeing someone my age have a baby and deal. First realization that, if I ever had one of "these Pinkies," I would be highly neurotic and nervous all the time. First opportunity to buy clothes for a baby (not cat) that made it look like an animal. The last one, especially = highly satisfying.

- I met The Prof a few weeks before His Royal Highness was set to arrive, never thinking that in four years from then I'd be a WIFEY (oh christ, I can't believe it still) and measure our time together by BBK's birthdays.

But most of all, when I look at that suave little guy, I find it AMAZiNG that he, in four years, has developed into such a little person, who

- laughs like a chipmunk
- asked Mark, "Why you got CHICKEN HEAD?" after he shaved all his hair off (which I loved, actually)
- surprises me literally every time that I see him

And even though I am very fond of Linc's little brother Cab, I must admit that there is a special compartment in my heart for the first BBK. Or, as Mark succinctly lays it down, "You got to be the favorite of the first -- the second is mine."

Which is fine by me. 

Happy Birthday, Linc. You are the only man in this world who could get me to willingly attend a Nascar race...and be excited about that fact.

Here he comes

There he is

 

Comments

[the polish princess]

Happy Birthday Lincoln! It is VERY hard to believe that he is 4 already.

[aclassicgirl]

Dude, wasn't it around the time you got engaged you slowed down? You simply had too much to do since then. That's kinda good. But, yes, you end up with holes in the narrative.

Are those timed contractions on that envelope? I never had contractions like that. No build-up, just SLAM.

Happy b-day, kid I only met once :D

[cho cho]

He's a lucky boy to have you in his life! Great to hear your voice back here too. xo

[coach sale]

We’re conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments. But great moments often catch us unaware - beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.