Being a Dad is tiring very tiring, I am very tired, and find myself at a loss of time to post blogs, hence the lack of blogage since February. To my loyal fans, both of you, I am sorry. The up side of being very tired is that I get to play with the coolest little person in the world on a daily basis. Jace is just about 3 months old now and getting cooler every day. So watch out Brad Pit, Justin Timberlake, Walter Cronkite and all you other pseudo cool guys, there is a New Kid on the Block, and yes he is cooler than them as well. Did you here that they are touring again, whats up with that? How do they get off calling themselves kids still? Anyway... Since this is my first blog back from a long reprieve. I'm going to ease back into this and talk about the eventual decline of our economical monopoly and its degenerating effect on the worlds governmental statutes... Nah, lets talk about BUTT PASTE. Thats right I said BUTT PASTE. BUTT PASTE is an actual product, believe it, we use it in my household to calm the screaming of a child whose hind quarters have turned a not so pleasant rose color. BUTT PASTE by far has the best name of any normal consumer product on the market. When Kira first brought it home from the baby shower I believed it to be a gag gift. However after using the BUTT PASTE I have found it to be an invaluable necessity for anyone with an infant. So there ya go my first post back I talk about BUTT PASTE. Now that Jace has started to sleep better at night I promise to try and be more consistent with my blog posting.
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And Just remember kids, I'm a lover not a fighter... but I'm also a fighter so don't get any ideas.
Peace Out
Jon
PS. for extra credit count how many times the word BUTT PASTE appears in this blog.
