Our little Kennito at 2 1/2 months.

I ain’t trying to raise no thug. I’m merely trying to find a subtle way to ease him onto some classics.

It’s 4am and I’m up feeding Kenny. There’s a onslaught of thoughts going on in my head right now. Strategies too. Like how am I gonna put Kenny back to sleep soon as I hear him sucking on nothing but air from this bottle. My wife can put this kid to sleep like a champ even though he has his moments.

To say that taking care of a baby ain’t no big deal is a lie. There’s a lot of patience and frustration involved. Whatever I’m experiencing, my wife has it turned up to 11. She’s been off of work since Kenny was born in late February and she’s still got a few more months before we’re both back to work and were in babysitter mode. Dealing with Kenny on a daily basis is hard work and I think Lissette is doing a great job but when you’re in that zone for months now, I know she don’t need no compliments, she needs me to help out and that’s it. Sometimes you don’t need to hear from people that things will eventually get better. Truth is no one else knows how to take care of THIS particular baby. Just us. So while we take advice and listen to other people’s stories (cause they do help sometimes) its hard not to have the “you just don’t know” attitude. Maybe that’s all parents?

Kenny is beautiful though. He’s a fussy baby but he’s growing into a gorgeous little boy. Whatever he puts my wife and I through, it all means nothing when he smiles the way he does these days. There are the little silly things he does too. For example, Lissette was pretending to be boxing with him earlier today and we swear we both saw him throwing a right hook. Just silly things like that make us think that OUR baby is amazing.

Either way, 4am feedings are always interesting and while i have so much in my head, I reach a point where my head goes blank and I stare out of my living room window. My eyes just fixed on this one light that stays on all night. I peek through the blinds with nothing to think about and then suddenly a new thought enters my head.

“Who’s the asshole honking at 4 in the morning?”

Time to put Kenny back to sleep. Daddy has work in the morning.

Who’s ready for this exciting L.A. Lakers vs. OKC Thunder Series? Kenny is.

Go Lakers!

I know, I know… too many pictures of Kenny, right? It’s just that I forgot to mention that Kenny turned 2 months old yesterday.

Also, we’ve discovered his grandma’s and aunt’s kryptonite - Kenny wearing polo shirts and shorts. They absolutely melt when they see him wearing that. Looks like Lissette and I need to go do some baby clothes shopping so we start building up a lengthy babysitter volunteers list.

Happy 2 Months to my son, El Kennito!

My wife took this picture of Kenny. It’s impossible not to be in love with this kid. 

I don’t even need to use masking tape anymore.

Kenneth turns 1 whole month old today and he’s already hosting his very first gun show. What an amazing first month!

He was celebrating this morning by blowing confetti out of his butt…minus the confetti.

His momma is baking him cupcakes that daddy is probably going to eat a lot of.

Happy 1 Month to our little, Kiwi’ed!

My son Kenneth in a picture I’d like to call “3 O’Clock AM Formula Chuggin!”

El Kennito will be 2 weeks old on Tuesday. He loves hanging out with his momma. Check out his kung-fu grip on her finger.

Lissette has managed to make me fall in love with her all over again as I see her in a new light as Kenny’s mom.

Baby spam. Can’t stop, won’t stop. My two favorite people in the world. I’m a pretty lucky guy.

We’ve brought our son home. After 2 full days in the hospital, I took the dreaded first drive home with a “baby on board.” It wasn’t that nerve wrecking but let’s just say if I were to ever get pulled over again, it would be cause I’m driving TOO slow.

It’s great to be on our own now with little Kenneth. I stare at him while he sleeps a lot. I wanna kiss his lil’ fo’head every chance I get. When I leave him for 30 minutes, it feels like hours. I see how Lissette handles him, feeds him, changes him and I can’t help but smile to know that those two people who I love more than anybody else in the world is MY family. It’s a great feeling.

Just a little warning, there’s gonna be A LOT of baby pictures on my blog now. You can choose to unfollow me now but then you’ll just be a jerk, right?

Hey, Tumblr! I want you to meet my son Kenneth.

I’m officially a parent. He’s here a month earlier than projected but something tells me that he really knew how much mom and dad already wanted to finally see him. We are in love with him. Our families are happy. Most importantly, he looks like me.

Earlier today, Lissette text me that one of the kids at school surprised her with a gift for Kenny.

These are Kenneth’s first pair of shoes. They won’t be the only ones after this weekend. Tomorrow is my wife’s Baby Shower.

“Tulips for Two-Beats”

In my lifetime and of all the people I’ve come across, there’s never been someone more deserving to receive flowers from me (other than my mother) than my wife Lissette. Her favorite flowers are tulips. My mother had me go pick up the tulips on the left for Lissette along with a card for a “Mother-To-Be.” The ones on the right are from me. We’ve been wanting to add some flowers/plants to the apartment since we’ve moved in and it only seems fitting the first ones be these two bouquets. This is our first Valentine’s Day as a married couple. Next year, her card with include scribbles from baby Kenneth.

I call this picture “Tulips for Two Beats.” Two Beats is Lissette’s temporary DJ name since she’s got two heartbeats, hers and the baby’s.