No I am not referring to 9/11. No I am not referring to all of the crazy football games on Saturday and Sunday. I will never forget the weekend I just had because I survived. I survived a full weekend with my almost two year old son and it was one of the best weekends a person could have.

Now saying I survived, may imply I was not looking forward to it. That would be false. I had been looking forward to it for weeks. Of course, having my wife leave for Toronto for the weekend was not something I looked forward to, but she needed a break and some quality time with her family. I, got the bonus of almost three full days alone with my boy Harrison. Some hardcore, one-on-one quality time with a kid who I think is just the best. Yes all parents say that but it is truly amazing to watch a person form in everyway from the beginning.

As you do the parental trade off all the time, you don’t get to fully experience every high, low and mood in between.

Well, now that the weekend is over, I can look back and say it was a blast. We were on the go no stop short of the usual mid-day nap for Harry. But even those were shorter than usual, maybe he just wanted to keep having fun?

There were meltdowns (everytime we went near toy sections) and there were moments where I could tell he just learned something new. You see this light bulb appear over their head that they just learned something for the first time that they will never forget.

While a lot of the readers of this blog were enjoying an amazing weekend of weather, football and friends, I was hanging out with one of the coolest little guys you could be lucky to meet.

No chance to see the amazing Michigan Wolverines comeback. I was passed out on the couch after a day of shopping, park visits, festival dinners and chatting in a different language.

Same for Sunday. The only reason I know what happened in the NFL was that I would check my Twitter feed just to keep touch with the outside world.

We ate less than healthy dinners, negotiated on eating healthy dinners and of course had a battle of wills over what toy got to come home with us.

There were dog walks and duck visits. There were bumps and bruises. There were days and days of fun packed into less than three rotations of the earth.

Would it of been better with the Mrs. here? No doubt there. But it would of been different. It would not of been boyz weekend as we kept saying.

When Harrison is a teen and doing that teen thing of not wanted to hang with his parents. I can always look back and remember this weekend. The weekend where it was just me and my boy.

I would not of changed a thing.

Thanks Harry bud for an excellent weekend. You are an amazing kid already and it feels like you are just scratching the surface.

Mom returns today and life will return to normal. Normal is great but I do look forward to the next time I get that much time with my boy.

We will even have another Oreo or two (yes Mom will know).

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