Whoops

Well, I know I promised to update the other day, but...well, it was a good party. And now that I'm recovered, I can share some of the details as far as Aidan is concerned. He started early by playing in his little inflatable pool, which he absolutely loves. Not really a surprise, because bathtimes as of late have been more like playtime for him anyway. Once people started arriving, he put on the ol' charm and went to work.

For his first trick, he went face-first into the water and caused his mother to have a coronary. Good stuff, good stuff. Then he commenced charming all the ladies. Every woman there at some point came up to me to tell me what a little angel my son was, and how cute he is. I'm not sure why all of them looked surprised when they said he was cute... it can't possibly be because I'm a hideous man-beast. He was really good though-- he spent a long time in his Exersaucer outside, giggling and playing with our friend Al. The most surprising thing of the night was when he went to bed-- he slept like a log, despite the drunken yowlings under his window as we fenced with cigar tubes and shotgunned beers to the strains of Ozzy Osbourne. I hope he was taking notes on how to have a good party....but I suppose, if need be, we can throw as many as needed until he fully understands it.

Such is the sacrifice of a parent.