Fletcher Augustus DeRouenA diary for our son, by Joe and Andrea DeRouen Thursday, August 19, 2004It's 6:30 on a Thursday evening and Fletcher is napping and Andee is out shopping, and that's just fine by me. Being a stay-at-home dad, I don't get a whole lot of "alone time." Fletcher's naps aren't nearly as predictable as they were, (some days he doesn't even take a nap) so I have to try to get things done when I can. And writing in this diary is one of the things I wanted to do, as it's been quite a while since I've written.Fletcher will turn three in just a little over three months, while I'll turn 36 at the end of August. Both notions make me feel old. As always, Fletcher is a bright, beautiful, intelligent, funny little boy. He's also hyper, willful, and annoying. Ah, the terrible two's... will they magically disappear the moment he turns three? Somehow I doubt it, yet I fervently hope that it will be so. Still, he's the best thing in my life, so who am I to complain? He's a joy to me, and I love him with all of my heart. It's just that I can better take the time to relfect and appreciate him more when he's napping. .: posted by Joe 4:22 PM |
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