It was such a busy weekend! Poker night and a Christmas party and finally stringing up our Christmas lights and a graduation to attend for a co-worker and staying up until 11pm on Sunday night to get some work done for Monday morning...
I was starting to feel a little stretched.
I got an Email from my wife this morning proudly proclaiming the fact that our son had taken his first drink from a sippy-cup. I felt prouder for him having done that than for any of the other achievements or activities this weekend.
That sorta puts everything else in perspective, you know?
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