A Year in Review

I was going to write a post reflecting on me getting another year older and (maybe) wiser, but the passing of an awesome woman takes precedence.
For those that knew Ma Cooper knew that she was something special. I think the only time I ever called her Pat was the first time. She quickly told me that since I knew Mike, I could call her Ma. The next sentence she uttered to me I will never forget: "You do that graffiti stuff? Well, I don't care if you do that tagging on planes, trains or whatever, but don't you dare do any of that crap in my house". I never did.
She was one of those women that everyone in a particular community group knew. I think she has fed or clothed damn near everyone of the Ted's Basement group. Obviously with growing up and moving away from the Southside, I didn't get the chance to interact with her as much as I used to. I really wish I had. She was always so full of energy, wit, sass and life when I did get to see her. I will miss her at random barbecues and holiday parties.

Three Months In

Three months in, and Jayson is still breathing. Which means, I guess I'm doing my job.
I know that might seem simple and very basic, but as a 1st time parent, I have ZERO idea about what I should be doing. I carry him around like a football which he loves, if a nuk drops on the floor, I might look the other way, and I may not be the best at dressing him up. But I'm ok with all of that as long as he remains happy and healthy.
Each day is a journey. Yes, that was a very cliche statement. But it's true. I feel like he grows a ton between the time I go to work and when I come home. It's actually pretty amazing.
He's at the point in his life when he's cooing and trying to talk. It's hilarious. It's amazing how much he acts like me. Sometimes not for the better...