Dear Augosto,
After turning in my MFA portfolio, I seem to have a bit more time on my hands. Not a lot more. But enough to be able to shoot up to MKE and hangout with you and your mom.
I arrived yesterday and have been going full blast. We've read some books together. Made some turkey burgers. We've even sung a few songs.
Actually, I sing and you listen. Your favorite is "Skinny ma rink a dink a dink."
Every time you sit and just listen to me or your mom sing, I can't help but think about one of the comments on my kindergarten report card. It said, "Alvaro does not sing with the rest of the kids. All he wants to do is listen to them." Who knows? This might be something you would prefer to do.
Enough about singing. Here is the highlight of my quick visit...
We have been waiting for you to sit up on your own. You are almost there. Almost.
Also, I have noticed that you are getting quite strong. Every time I change your diaper, you grab my arms and hold on to them tightly. I can only imagine that this is what it feels like to be grabbed by a future WWE Wrestler. (Note: if you do decide to become a professional wrestler, dad wants front row tickets to every match!)
Well, that's all I got.
Love you lots and lots.
Dad.
PS. Two teeth are showing through your gums! :)
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