I have been dodging this blog like I owe it money. Its not that I don't have anything to write about. I just don't want to write about the things going on in my life or the same crap I read on other peoples blogs. Do you care what I'm eating? No. Do you care that my kid had a major blow-out (shit going of every side of his diaper)? No. Do you care I have cabin fever? No. Do you care that my kid sounds like Master P's hype man "uuuuugh"? Maybe. I guess I have been waiting for something to inspire me to post anything. I haven't found it. Don't get me wrong Francois is off the hook. I'm loving the time I spend with him, I'm just not trying to be that guy thats talking about every little thing my kids doing. I don't want read that.
I will say this... Happy half birthday to my little monster, Francois, Franky, Frankenstien, Buddha, the boss, fat man. Its like I'm a kid again. Singing, dancing, acting a fool. Thank you for making me feel younger and for the twinsies hair cut.
