first father's day

Yesterday was my first Father's Day, what with the little guy having been born about two weeks ago (and having kept us very, very busy for the past two weeks.)

His present to me: Falling asleep on my chest early in the morning and giving me and his mom an extra two hours of blissful sleep. Then, he was the perfect kid throughout the day: alert, cute as ever, calm on the changing table, hanging on between feedings, napping at the right times, letting others hold him, and generally not fussing.

And then, at midnight, the present expired -- and he succeeded in keeping us up all night. His parents are very, very tired today, but still very, very happy.