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A day with my boyPosted Monday, July 18, 2011, at 2:03 AM
It's nearly 2 a.m. and the point of too tired to sleep has long since passed. I spent 11 hours at the office, designing Monday's paper, writing a queen contest story and putting together a photo gallery for the contest (more work than it appears).
Along the way, I also took in Darren Clarke's victory in The Open Championship, a disappointing Women's World Cup final (Really, what happened, Ladies?), a nice Reds series win over the Cardinals and I just watched the Red Sox put the finishing touches on a 16-inning 1-0 win over Tampa Bay. I don't make it a habit to stay up for games like that, but I was already up, so why not?
The energy that keeps me going, though, is knowing I don't need to be at the office later this morning. I'll be spending the day with my little man.
We've called off the babysitter tomorrow so Miles and Daddy can have a day together. What will we do with it? Probably not a lot. With temps topping 90, it'll be too hot even for the pool. It's most likely we'll enjoy each other's company inside.
When he plays, I'll play. When he sleeps, I'll sleep. When he eats, I'll feed him. When I eat, he'll eat. (It's funny how that one works.)
It should be a fun day all around.
In just five days, he'll be a year old, and I'm trying to figure out where the time has gone. It feels just like yesterday, but then when I look at the pictures of that tiny, barely recognizable baby, it seems son long ago.
I only know that the days when it's just the two of us don't come around too often. I'll take advantage of what I have.
...and the beat goes on...
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Jared Jernagan is a 2003 graduate of Wabash College and has been in journalism since 2005. He sometimes has trouble posting blogs.