I'm sitting on the porch at Bongo Java, taking a mental health day off of work and enjoying a breathtaking beautiful fall afternoon before I pick up J.P. at school.
When I "googled" the blog to get started with his post, I was directed to an old post from March 28, 2010, J.P.'s 2nd birthday. I read the post and was instantly and somewhat nostalgically transported back in time.
The link is here: http://thestorkstopshere.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html.
When I read the post form 4 + years ago, the first thing I noticed was I listening to John Coltrane when I was writing it. As I sit here now, I'm listening to John Coltrane.
Surreal.
The other night, I asked J.P. to recycle a plastic bottle of water for me. To entice him and half-kidding, I added, "I'll be your best friend."
J.P. took the plastic bottle out of my hand, looked at me quizzically, and said, "Daddy, you already are my best friend."
I looked away, so he couldn't see the tears in my eyes.
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