|NM state mile champ - 2029-30|
The Desert Babe is exhausted from all of this as one might imagine, but she is in agreement that the ceremonies went well. Our relay team of feed-change-sleep seems to be operating with marvelous efficiency, the envy of all nations.
My un-sophisticated Dad-brain is mostly excited about having the world's best running partner in about 10-11 years! I know! I'm lucky they don't require Dad tests to have one of these little guys because I wouldn't pass! I'm also disturbingly pre-occupied with whether he'll be held back or pushed forward a grade level due to his August birthdate. This is so I can calculate in which years he'll win the state mile championship. I realize this type of thinking will backfire on me horribly and he'll likely gravitate to beach volleyball or platform diving just so that my head will explode. Such is life.
Until then, the missus and I will be stuck in a Holly Hunter feedback loop of parental fawning that looks a bit like this: