ok.  things that are hella cute:  my boy.  we went to the pumpkin patch last weekend and took some pictures.  we also got three lovely gourds to sacrifice to the goblins or whatever so that the great pumpkin will come and smother us in snickers as he visits his fruity wrath upon us.  or something like that.  the point is, the dude decided that licking the tiny pumpkin the nice lady posed him with was pretty gross.  all in all it was a great time.  and yeah, my wife's pretty f'n hot.

in the evenings when stacky is hitting the shower or doing the things around the house that cannot be done with a screaming dude in hand (think finances or anything that involves fine motor skills) he and i have been going into the studio.  i plop him in his bouncy on the floor and proceed to rock out.  as long as he is bouncing AND there is tunage to be had, he is pleased.  remove either stimulus and, well, he lets me know that i am no long amusing.  he likes all sounds, though certain synth pads are a little too "stevie wonder" for him.  at least i think that's what he said.  he's a big fan of the acoustic guitar (lucky him!) and likes the sound of drums.  the part of me that blocks out all reason and sense believes that he likes hanging out with me and listening.  i know better, but fuck you...i like my version, so i'll keep it.

i really, really miss quiet time where i can put my arms around my wife and be still.  we're adjusting and it will be a bit before we can get that all back online.  i'm good with that, but i miss it.

speaking of, she has really recovered quite nicely.  there are some outstanding items, like, that whole deep incision thingy that comes with a c-section.  aside from that, she's right on track and getting stronger by the day.  and she looks AMAZING.  hot.  yeah...really hot.  and that's problematic right now.  but...um...yeah...anyway.

maybe i don't say it enough...maybe it's too much?  but the fact is, i'm in love with her.  every day i wake up every morning with a feeling that i can't describe.  it's that good.  she's the best.  and i'm lucky as hell she's mine.

in other family news, my brother is rolling into town this week.  he'll be here th - mon.  i haven't seen him since november of last year.  that's too long.  he is coming to pay his respects to the dude and generally hang out with the old man and me.  we'll be doing the very first tri-generational $clock_family lunch.  no girls allowed, yo.  i'm looking forward to it and my dad is stoked.  it's a good time to be us.  and that's a nice change for our family at large.

family is a strange and beautiful thing.  in a way it defines what we are and what we aren't.  there's a book or two in there i'm sure.