OK, so I'm a bad parent. I mean a really bad parent. How many parents forget when their child's birthday is? I did. That's me.
On Feb. 22, 2009, Over The Monster (yup, my kid) turned four years old. It's still in that pretty damn cute stage, but it's starting to get obnoxious. It's eating solid foods, which is nice, and is running around the house with no disregard to its health. It's out of control essentially.
And it has a lot of friends. A LOT of friends. A lot more than it used to have. I guess that's cool. More the merrier, right? I just can't feed them all...
It's amazing that this Web site is four years old now. I remember the first post, the World Series victory, the Manny moments, the exploding game threads, the dead game threads, the spammers, the trolls, the hilarious posts that get rec'd for weeks on end, the Dougie Going Deep references and everything else under the sun that we've covered.
Here's to another four or forty years.
(P.S.: Go Sox!)