Birthday Boy and his New Buddy |
Today is not a day that I take lightly
because it marks the anniversary of the birth of my Favorite Son. He’s become the
man I could see hidden behind the mop of blonde hair and earnest facial
expressions I saw throughout the years of his youth. That means he’s exceeded
any expectations I held which were lofty to begin with. These past few months
he’s evolved into a new role that he ideally suited for – father. Although on certain
levels I find it hard to believe my little superman is a father in his own
right – that is only because I’m into denial mode when it comes to my own age.
Great husband to ABFA |
Superb Father to the BRS |
My Best Friend |
He truly has become the man he was
destined to be and that’s not easy for anyone, much less an Army brat towed all
over the world with a father absent for long periods of time. The cool thing
about having adult children is getting to know them as equal, fellow adults. In
the last decade I’ve come to fully appreciate the depth of my Favorite Son’s character.
He’s succeeded at every test life has thrown him. I’d like to be able to take
credit for some of that evolution but as I said above I recognized the inherent
quality from his earliest days.
Superman From Earliest Age |
Making Christmas Dinner Together |
Hanging with the BRS |
He’ll pooh pooh these comments of an
overly proud dad (which I am, of course) but I know that anybody reading this
who knows him will acknowledge the simple truth. He’s an outstanding husband to
the ABFA and a fantastic father to the BRS. Despite this and a very successful
professional career he’s best at the first role he ever took on – a son truly
sent form heaven.
New Trees on Either Side of Door |
My Favorite Panamanian finally
acquired a long held dream of owning a pair of curly-cue pine trees to flank
the front door. I’m not sure where the fascination with this specific set of
flora came from but it was undeniable. She scoured central Massachusetts yesterday
before finally locating an acceptable pair in Auburn. I returned home on a hot
rainy afternoon with the task of sticking them into the ground. Luckily she was
distracted by moving all of the first floor furniture around so I was able to
work unsupervised. I do not know where she gets the energy.
On Tuesday night we went to see
Equalizer 2 on date night. Denzel is back in John Creasy mode as the semi-silent
predator inflicting justice where needed. This sequel didn’t play as well as
the original because it tried to jump into international espionage instead of
keeping the equalizing local, which was the strength of the story. The action sequences
were everything that could be hoped for although there was too much thoughtful
consideration liberally spiced between them. I get it, watching Denzel operate
can be mesmerizing, but the director seemed to forget all about pacing as he almost
lovingly lingers on Denzel in pensive mode. This is a perfect role for Denzel because
he brings the gravitas needed for vigilante justice to be acceptable. Despite all
this it’s well worth the watch if only to see the pre-eminent actor of this generation
in peak form.
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