Today, we went for a walk. Not for the whole day of course. It was an after work thing.
It was the perfect time for it too, especially since the weather has started to warm up a bit(it's around 70 degrees).
On our leisurely stroll, we saw dogs and trees and dragonflies. We also saw a plane.
You were the one who spotted it first. We were both sitting on a bench and I was just staring at the waves splish-splashing on the lake. Then, you pointed up to the sky and started barking. I looked up and there it was.
I don't know if I have ever mentioned this but every time I see a plane in the sky I always yell "avion, avion" and you automatically look towards the sky. It's kind of cool.
Also, one other thing I don't think I have ever mentioned is your "barking." I'm not sure that is the right word but that is what it sounds like. Every time something catches your eye--a dog, a cat, a chipmunk, a plane--you start making this sounds that is a mixture of barking and the noise that Arnold Horshack made on Welcome Back, Kotter.
People kind of look at us strange when you do it. They seem more confused when I join in. :)
After we had our walk, we headed back home and passed by all the cool houses that were already decorated for Halloween.
As we looked at the fake tombstones and corpses and cobwebs and big skulls, all I could think was, "It's almost been a full year since you entered our life."
Last year, you were a bit too small to take trick-or-treating(You were only 11 days old).
But not this year.
And since you're too little to eat candy, I have made it my duty to eat whatever you collect on Halloween.
I might even share some with your mom.
Sleep tight young man.
Love.
Dad.
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