The little baby is crying. We wore him out with all the kisses and pinching today and now he’s tired and just can’t fall asleep. It must take a lot of energy to be that cute so I don’t blame him for needing his cutie rest. They tell me he woke up last night but I didn’t hear a thing. Personally, I think he is an angle boy. So sweet and mild tempered, he’ll just lie by you and watch you talk or work with the utmost interest. He’s quite an observer this one. Even something boring like a spot on the ceiling will capture his attention for minutes on end.

The best part of the day was went Baby D giggled. His first giggle and I was there to witness it. Now, you must understand that this boy loves his father. When Big D comes into the room, Little D just can’t stop smiling. Big D was explaining to his son that tomorrow the Padres are going to have a double header which meant 6 hours of back to back baseball action. This news made Little D so happy, he added a little giggle to his giant smile. Dan looked at me, I looked at Dan, and we were astounded. He giggled! Of course, he then promptly developed the hiccups from all the double header excitement which pretty much ruled out any possibility of a giggle repeat. But I did get to witness baby history. Yes!

Called home and Kevin is not there. I figure he’s probably driving around looking for a pet store that sells red beta fish. You see, I dreamed about Toaster Struedels which, as everyone knows, means a fish death in the family so I’m not holding out much hope for every seeing the real Charlie again.

Maybe tomorrow, Baby D will take his first step or say my name. How cool would that be?!?!