#354 - King Dad & Fallible Google
Motto: Mic Check One Thousand Two Hundred Twelve I have a kid. He's really cool. He sleeps a lot. He eats a lot. He's very large for his age. His temperament is incredible. He smiles all the time. He's pretty easy to soothe most of the time. He looks like me mixed with Melissa, which I suppose is obvious but is really neat. Today Griffin giggled for the first time. I about cried out of happiness. That's something I never really experienced before having a kid. I think there's a country song about that . Being a dad can be pretty cool. In other dad-related news - my lawn mower wouldn't stay running. I took it apart, cleaned the carburetor, and put it back together. Then it fired up on the first pull. Then I over-the-top-celebrated for a solid half hour before mowing the lawn. So that gives me dad cred... but I'm not king dad. Griffin doesn't have king dad. Griffin's grandpa was king dad. For evidence of that - see Column #301 . Moving...