JDubbs and his brother, Tom, had baby boys nine and a half months apart. They're Irish twins, really. Boy cousins who are going to get in some serious mischief as the years pass.
I know JDubbs loves Em and there is something special about a little girl and her Daddy, but I'm not sure it can compete with the bond, admiration, relationship between a man and his son. And that's okay. There's nothing like a guy and his baby boy. Brothers and their boys. Godfathers and godsons. It's pretty awesome.
The possibilities are endless: going to Fenway, going to the Fleet Center (that's the name that sticks in my mind; I know it changes annually), going to a Pats game, going fishing, going camping, playing catch, working in the yard...I could go on and on about the joyful future in front of these four.
And I know there will probably be more babies, boys and girls, but I also know there is something special going on here.
There's just something about your first baby boy that is unlike anything else.