In anticipation of Kelly’s first Mother’s Day (and hoping to avoid the traditional platitude-laden greeting card-type blog post that accompanies these sappy holidays), I had a conversation with my beautiful daughter this morning–a conversation that I’ve had with her whenever we’ve had a few minutes of “daddy-daughter time.” As she stared up at me with her magnificant exploding suns (her mother says she gets them from me) just oozing with consciousness and self-awareness, I asked her to encapsulate everything her mother represents to her. Between cascades of glistening drool and outbreaks of semi-productive coughs (little bugger has a cold), this is what she babbled to me. (more…)