It has been a bit

Hello All. Yes it has been far too long since my last post. Well I am back and will try and keep making regular posts.
My son is getting so big and is talking more and more. Jen wants him to stop growing. I want him to stop growing after he can talk. This way me and my son can bond and talk about all kinds of stuff. Like beer, woman and business lol lol lol. Also please look at facebook for new postings of pictures of me and my son. I will write of a weekend me and Kenneth together. Yes a boys day. I will try and do this soon.

Its good to be a Dad

My son has just now hit 17 months old yesterday. And I'm still in awe  at the fact I'm a dad and this awesome little person is so cool and my son. Jen an I take turns putting him down. The way we work it is like this. If I put him down for bed she must get him up in the morning. That night she will have to put him to bed and the next morning I get up with my awesome little man. Its awesome to watch him learn to talk. Grab my hand and lead me down the hall to the front door. Sometimes we are watching his TV show Yo Gabba Gabba and he just comes over and sits on my leg or in my lap. Awesome. I can't even imagine not having him. He makes the world a better place. Before I go I have to tell you one last story. Today I fed him dinner as Jen cooked a meatloaf for tomorrow nights dinner. While my little wild man eat he grabbed my head and pushed his cheek to my so I could kiss his cheek. My son and Jen light up my life.
I love you both very much.

Growing Like a Weed

Again I want to apologize for dropping off the face of the earth. But it's hard for me to do post from home.


I have titled this post growing like a weed. As my son is growing like a weed. He is such a mix of me and Jen its crazy. He does things that you know he got from his momma and stuff you know he got from me. I hug and kiss my son all the time. I really do want to teach him that a man can be strong and show affection. It seems like only a month ago he was such a baby and needed help walking. Now, when I am sitting down Kenneth takes my hand, and pulls me to go with him, which is usually to his room or the front door. And though he speaks a word or two in English, Kenny has his own language. And I have come to notice that we will speak to him and he will shake his head yes or no. He understands so much. It’s now time to watch our mouths around Kenneth. Just this weekend I was telling Jen I messed up. Kenny says ah oh just at the right moment. It was so funny. The kid is hilarious. I'm so happy that my son is happy and healthy. I'm not ashamed to admit that I almost don't listen to the news anymore, as the news of a baby’s death or injury brings me to tears. Who could hurt a child?

All weekend, all we did was wrestle. Man that kid is a ball of energy. I don't know how my mom did it alone and with two of us. I love you Mom, Jen, Kenny and Frank

Been A long time

Hello All,

I want to say sorry to all my followers for me dropping out of site. But life and living has taken over. But I am very happy to report that my awesome son is growing like a weed and is happy as happy can be. Oh let me not leave out that he is healthy as a horse. Yes i can't even remember what it is to not have him nor would I want too. I wish I could give me 3 more brothers but child care is mad expensive.
Jen and Kenny are away this weekend and I wish he was here. last weekend we took him to the zoo. I walked him all over. By lunch he was back in his stroller. By 2pm he was out for his nap. And was so ready for bed when 8 pm came by. Good Times. Yes, these are what make for golden memories.

How things have changed

Hello all, I'm sorry I have been away for so long but life has been getting in the way. This is how life has changed for me.
My son has turned 15 months on the 6th of May. A few weeks ago my girl was making breakfast. She made scrambled eggs and turkey bacon. Yum yum. So my son is chewing some turkey bacon and takes the chewed bacon and puts it in my mouth. Yes he did. and I ate and swallowed it. Now when I was younger that would have grossed me out. I remember all the times I let some little kid drink from my cup and got floaty's in it, that would kill my want of that drink. Wow, how things have changed huh. I ate the bacon without a second thought. My son is the light of my life. I really can't see ever living without my son and my baby momma. I'm a lucky man.

My Son

I'm sorry I have been away for so long. I got a bit busy and I have moved, but now I am back. Yes, my son is awesome. Since he was like 6 months old I could see him become more aware. It seemed like a light switch was just turned on. Then he would start doing something he didn't do before. For example. He didn't seem to talk much. Then one day he started his baby talk and he has been going ever since. He has a stink eye face, that cracks his mom and I up. His mom and I take turns waking up with Kenneth and if he has gotten up on the right side of the bed, he is a joy, but lord help you if he got up on the wrong side of the bed. Because he is so awesome and is really never cranky or out of hand we wouldn't know when he had an ear infection. He has had seven ear infections to date. One of them was a double ear infection (Now I had an ear infection 2 years ago and it hurt me so bad I got a stomach ache and wanted to call my mommy). but my son, being the awesome kid he is never cried or got cranky. The only way we found out about his double ear infection his when he walked he would lose his balance a bit.  He didn't complain and he wasn't cranky.  He was just happy and smiling and awesome.  Due to the wobble we took him too the doctor and found out he had a double ear infection.
My son is happy and healthy and awesome. Have to say having him was the best thing I have done.
Thanks JenB.

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what I meant

Ok all I'm back. It seems that some people didn't get what I was trying to say in one of my posts. What I was tiring to say. is that I have been very lucky to have made so very good friends in my life. Some of those people are still friends of mine today. And I hope that my son will make friends like that during his life time.

The Reason I Blog

Hello all, I'm now going to tell you what made me want to blog about being a father. Jen and I take turns putting our son Kenneth to sleep and getting up with him. Whoever puts him to sleep the other must get up with him. One Saturday I had to get up with my little man. After changing his diaper(Yes I do diapers. I do half of everything. I am completely involved with my son.) and feeding him his morning bottle, we were in hi room playing. While playing Kenneth went and picked up a book and brought it to me and sat down. It made my heart leap. It made me feel so proud. It made me want to freeze the moment. So I read the book to him and watch him listen so intently. Kenneth is not speaking anything I can really understand, but he talks all the time and I love it. I can't wait until he can talk. That day made me want to share my experiences with my son with all my friends. Some of you have kids and know what I mean. For those of you who don't and know how crazy I have been, i hope this is just as fun as when I was a crazy man. I can't wait for my son to get older. Things I will teach him. lol lol lol lol

A Word

Hey all. I haven't stopped blogging. It's I'm in the middle of a move. I move April 2nd. Once that move is done I will start up again.

More Background

In one of my posts I left off where I was in the delivery room watching my son being born. The baby is born. The nurses are doing their thing. One nurse takes my little boy and puts him on a scale. He is so tiny (the men in my family come out small and grow to be very big). After the that and doing all the other necessary things that need to be done, they wrap my son up and give him to Jen who is exhausted. It was great. He was so tiny and so cute. I didn't the he looked anything like me except for the noise, lol lol lol lol. Didn't really care, it was my son. I WAS A DAD NOW. The nurse takes our son away to go into the new born nursery, Jen and I now are so tired and need sleep. Jen had awesome insurance, and picked the best hospital. They gave me a cot to sleep on. It was so flimsy I had to put the mattress on the floor. That only made it a bit better. They feed me too. All the nurses were so nice. We asked thousands of questions. And during the three days we were there I attended about 3 classes for new parents. I learned so much in those 3 classes. Jen was given Kenneth for his first feeding. I was so awesome. we had to feed him like every 3 hours. What I do remember is his first poop. It was absolutely the worst. it was this black sticky goop called meconium.  So I cleaned him. But ya know, I really didn't mind the sticky stuff. It was my son I was caring for. I'M A FATHER. I'M A DAD.

Fears

My mother would say "you will understand better when you have your own kids". Well she was right. There are so many things you will understand better once you have your own kids. The fears, the mistakes, the not letting you do stuff. All out of a parents love and the need and want to protect us from any and all harm. Well now I'm a parent. My sexy Jen, and I make sure our son is happy and healthy. When he smiles at me it makes it all worth it. But just having him, and him being healthy is a blessing in itself. A few weeks ago I saw on the news about how a father kidnapped his 3 month old baby girl and threw her off a bridge The man should be tortured for 6 months then killed (Some back ground is needed. Sometime back I dated a girl who had a baby. No it wasn't mine. As she had to go back to work I asked my mom to baby sit. The girl and my mom worked it out. So every morning I got to baby sit. One day this child hugged me. From that moment on I couldn't watch  save the children commercials or anything that showed a child being harmed or neglected. I will even admit to crying from a commercial like that. And now i have this precises life that I am responsible for, and he does nothing but bring joy and happiness into our lives). To hear of someone doing anything harmful to a baby should be killed. It is knowing that there is this evil in the world which makes me fear and worry. I am not a religious man, or even spiritual, but I do hope the human race grows up so I and any other parent will not have to worry about the evil. But I know this wont happen. So I plan to teach my child to survive and how to live well, and honorable. Some of you may laugh, but those of you who truly know what I mean understand.
I end in saying that pain should never be a part of a child's life. Only love and happiness. I love you Kenneth and I love you mom for being the best mom I could ever have had. 

Just wanted to say this

I love the weekends. It allows me to spend unlimited time with my son. It is awesome to watch his personality come alive. He gets more fun and more awesome everyday.

The Birth

My son was born on the Feb 6th, 2009 at 3:13 PM.
At the time I was still working for a crap company in NYC. I had finally moved to Philly with Jen during her 7th month of pregnancy. Before the permanent move, I was coming up every weekend to be with Jen. Once I had made the move I was taking the Mega-buss into NYC every morning.
Now its sometime in the 9th month. The morning kenny was born started out like any other morning. I woke up at 5am, out the house by 5:30 or 6 am to catch the 6:30 bus into NY. I was doing this while looking for a job. Just as I got through the tunnel I got the call from Jen. I think my water broke. I called my boss who has 5 kids of his own and said I am going to be out for a few days. Looks like my baby is coming. We had saved an Amtrak ticket just for this occasion. I got a train and was back to JenB by 10, 1030am. Jen was fully prepared to drive herself to the hospital if either me or her mom couldn't get to her in time. As fate would have it we were got back in time. I called the doctor and we bought her to the hospital that morning. They sent us home, saying JenB wasn't ready yet. Well around noon she started having serious pain. We took her back. Man she was in pain. supposedly she was having back labor pain, which is the most painful (now for those guys who have had a kid you will understand this better. And so will you girls who have had kids). As I said, JenB was in some serious pain and looked at me and said with all the seriousness she could. If I would have know how painful this was going to be we wouldn't be having a kid. Inside I was laughing my ass off. I told her that I loved her and tried to hold her hand. She wanted nothing to do with me at the moment. I knew she blamed me for her current predicament. What could I do? Except take the heat (It our role in life during these time huh fella's). It's like 1pm and I'm beat. The nurse gave us a cot and her mom and me took turns taking naps. While I was asleep I was told due to Jen being in pain and my snoring Jen told her mom she wanted to kick me in the head as I was sleeping so soundly. What can I say I was tired. Around 2 jen was in some serious pain and wanted drugs. They finally gave her the drug of all drugs, an epidural. She was now feeling no pain. The nurse checked Jen and she was about to have the baby. So they called the Doctor from another patient.I was in the bathroom due to eating a pizza and almost missed my sons birth. But I got out just in time to watch Kenneth enter the world. I was so proud. And I got to cut the cord. It was awesome.

Here are pictures of my son when he was born. And yes I was in the delivery room and saw my son being born. It was awesome.

The Forward

Ok, all, as promised her is the start of my blog. I want to say for those of you who know me and have dirt or may know I have fabricated a story don't be blowing me up. This is my blog and I can do what I want. ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
I want to thank my family and Jens family. It is due to them we are the people we are and have the things we have. I want to thank my brother and mother. My mom has taught me so much. She has taught me everything.

Small side note. I love my dad. He wasn't the best dad. But I do and did love him. I understand that he did the best that he could for what he knew how to do. My dad has been gone now for about 5 years. And I do wish he could have seen my son before he left us.

Here is some back ground. I meant my baby momma at a bar called 7B in NYC. That is why I love hearing stories of how and where my friends have meant. As I was saying I meant Jen B at a bar called 7B. She was roommates with a girl my brother was friends with. Well I looked at Jen and got the gleam in my eye. One thing went to another and 8 eight years later, Jen and I are living together in Philly and have one child. My son Kenneth.

The anouncement

Hello All,

This blog is going to be about my son. So if you want to read about his antics tune in. I will start this blog this weekend.