The First Ball

I am thoroughly enjoying all the “FIRSTS” that my son is experiencing. Today after work I went to Target to pick up some Huggies. I went over to the toy section to search for a ball of the right size and texture. I ended up buying a miniature basketball for $4.19.  It was Big Boy’s first ball. When I got home, as I burst through the door and exclaimed “Hi Papa!!!” my son was grinning ear to ear. “Mijo, look what Daddy brought for you. Una pelota.” He got really happy and I couldn’t tell if it was for the ball or for seeing me.  We sat on the floor and played ball for half an hour. Big Boy sat up all by himself without any support, smiling from ear to ear as he tried to stuff the entire mini basketball into his mouth. Of course, Daddy got it on videotape.

Running at Night

I went for a run tonight. I started at 9:00 p.m. It was not my intent to start that late, but my son would not go to sleep. By the time he went to sleep and I got ready and loosened up, it was 9:00 p.m.

Running at night was different. I was able to focus on the bright moon tonight a bit. One interesting thing I heard as I ran past a small creek was hundreds of toad chirping “Ribet, Ribet”. It was quite loud actually and surprised me because I had run past there many times during the day and never heard a thing. It reminded me of a scene from Platoon where the soldiers are waiting in silence in the middle of the jungle and it is so loud with insect and animal noises.

I enjoyed running under the moonlight. It was different change of pace. However, I think I still prefer running early in the morning before the sun rises.