DADsquared℠

My Son and I attended our first Daddy and Me class today. Its actually called a Baby and Me class, the ( p.c.) name for what was always called Mommy and Me classes. Now don't blame us for the name change, apparently there is quite a Dad movement on the rise, Straight and Gay alike. Dads don't like the short stick they seem to have been getting. We are Daddies hear us roar! As a matter of fact, Dad bloggers just brought down a Huggies campaign that made Dads look rather, well, stupid. Did you hear about it? abcnews.go.com/blogs/lifestyle/2012/03/huggies-pulls-ads-after-dads-insulted/ Anyway this is not one of my activist posts. This is about my Son. So we arrive, both feeling a little nervous. It was us and 7 Mommies with 7 sweet babies. I noticed all the Moms checking me out as I entered, and Ben noticed all those babies looking at him too. Alright kid, I said, lets show them what we got! Miss Kristin welcomed us.

Yesterday My husband and I took our son to the park. We packed up all the things that little boy would need for a great day under the Sun. His formula,  his favorite toys, lots of sunblock and his cutest hat. we were joined by Karen and Irene and their beautiful 8 month old daughter Lucy Karen, Lucy and Irene There was also Chris, Jeremy and thier 18 month old twins Chloe and Jackson, Todd and Gabriel with their sons Eli and Jayden. Tim and Jim with their 3 beautiful kids, and a handful of other parents.. We listened to music,  sat under a big tree with sprawled out on blankets and ate junky fair food... heaven ! That was our agenda for the day, and it was perfect . There happened to be a lot of other people there although our group felt very small and intimate.. There was also a nice fellow there taking pictures and jotting down some notes, you see as regular and ordinary as our park day is sounding, it was actually at the

from our yard I was taking my usual walk around our yard this morning with my son in my arms. I love it most just after the sunrise ... Still, quiet yet awakening, stirring and alive. Our climate is warm and tropical so there is so much life out there, so much movement. A rustling in the leaves from the small lizards scurrying to hide.. The trees sway from the little tree frogs hurrying to get back to their safe places. There they will spend the day, resting and preparing for their adventures of the night. And the amazing sounds the breeze makes when it hits the  bamboo .. A very unique sound, unlike any other, almost a hum...almost a whistle, but not quite. The  bamboo  always catches my attention and holds it softly . This morning as we were looking up into it's branches something stood out as interesting to me. I noticed ( suddenly ) for the first time, that each new shoot that spouts from the ground somehow, magically, yet naturally, grows tall

I can still, so vividly, remember the day I received the photo.. It came via text messaging which I quickly turned around and emailed myself in order get a larger look. I opened the image and looked with a mixture of amazement, fear and disbelief. A few moments later I finally shared it with my Husband. Look what she sent me , i said.. It's him .. Ben 5 months old We both spent a few silent moments gazing at the image. You see we had not even met the woman on the other end of the text, I had only exchanged a few polite messages with her up until that point. How did we come to receive this photo? An acquaintance of ours was related to this young woman. She knew we had been trying to grow our family,  and she also knew her sister had not wanted to grow hers . Rather than play the middle man she asked her sister if she could give us her number, to which she agreed. I  sat  with that number for nearly a full day. You would have thought I would have  jumped