As a dad, this short email from my mom yesterday was the best birthday present she could've given: "Your dad was 30 years old expecting his first child and not knowing boy or girl, I kept telling him you were a boy. After you came I'll never forget the look in your fathers eyes the first time he held you, it was like nothing I'd ever seen. Even the room got quite for a brief moment as you looked right at him. Your dad leaned back over me and as he did, took your little hand and said it would never have to hold a hammer. I was already in tears, so that just really got me and I understood what he meant. I just wanted to share these precious memories with you as now being a parent you can feel their true feelings and what a gift your child is...
I like to climb on things. Can I have a banana? Eep. Eep. I'm not really a monkey,
I just play one on the internet. In real life, I'm a web designeloper.
Here on my personal site, I tend to sidestep all things professional for
more trivial faire. When I do write or speak about what I actually do
for a living, I tend to do so elsewhere.
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