the growing boy...

Dear Augosto.

Sad news.

Today, you and your mother returned back to Milwaukee. It was hard loading you up in the car and much harder watching the car drive away. I know I'll see you on Friday, but until then my days & nights will just feel a bit off.

I guess I could just set my alarm at all kinds of strange hours(2:47am, 4:09am, 5:53am) to get that hazy "I can't believe how non-functional I am" feeling but it won't be the same. I don't even think I can even pick up Don Quixote to see what happens in Chapter 2. I need my side kick. My Sancho Panza(hmmmm...I think I discovered a nickname for you).

Speaking of panzas, guess what you have been doing for the last couple of weeks? Yes, my friend, you have been putting on the pounds like a bear preparing for winter.

I know this because you went to see the doctor today.

As of today, your current weight is 10 lbs 6 1/4 oz. And you are 22 inches long. I knew those newborn clothes were getting a big more snug.

At first I thought your clothes were semi-ill-fitting because we were leaving your clothes in the dryer too long. But that is definitely not the case, Mr. Voracious Milk Drinker.

It's all you.

I have to admit I am quite envious of you right now. Guilt-free weight gain. What a concept.

Enjoy getting fat while you can.

See you on Friday.

love.

Dad aka Don Quixote

PS. I wanted to make a special note to thank all of the followers of "Dear Augosto." Officially, we have 13 followers(YAY!). Unofficially, I hear we might have close to a hundred. No matter what, all of you have my deepest thanks and appreciation for taking time out of your schedule to follow along Augosto's journey. I hope the ride won't be too bumpy. :)