A package containing a book and a pack of brightly colored high lighters. A simple note that says "Happy Birthday -Brian".

Aidan has a play date this Saturday...with a girl.

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There's a cat sitting on my lap.

I really don't know why I let him talk me into this. I don't like cats.

He was supposed to pick out a dog, but now there's this big gray thing in my lap.

His name is Bear. I really want to know how my kid became a cat person.

Who tells a three year old that naps are evil?

I just hope he doesn't another meltdown tomorrow. At least I didn't have to go pick him up again.

I'm 33 now, which really isn't that different from being 32. Another year is another year, I guess.

Went out with the old gang from the office which was nice because none of us really work together anymore.

Tess took Aidan for the weekend. That was nice. Really nice.

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When did I become Aidan's dad? I know the technical answer to that question, but lately it seems that it's become my actual name. Whenever I pick him up or drop him off at daycare that's all I am. I can understand that to a point it's his place. It's just that today a women approached me at THE OFFICE and said, "Aren't you Aidan's dad?"

Valentine's Day went quite well actually. I'm having dinner with her again tonight.

Why do two year olds need t have Valentine's Day cards? He can barely hold a pencil let alone write anything legible.

I do have a date tonight. Nothing all that special. Probably won't amount to much.

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