My head is spinning hundreds of miles per minute. Today is June 17, 2012. It is my first Father's day as the man that will try his best not to destroy his baby dragon. It's been an incredible three months with her. I can't look back and complain about lack of sleep, cranky baby, dirty diapers, or fussy McFussy just acting up. I could say the following, I have the best job in the world. I am raising a beautiful, strong, smart little girl that will challenge the system, call people out on their shit, and make both her parents proud. I don't have much but what I have is hers and she will know it. Today, my father is still alive. He has been fortunate enough to become a first time abuelo and he is over the moon. I treasure him, admire him, and love him more each day. He has taught me to be a loving man at all cost. A loving man is not a perfect man, but it's the best you could be. Happy father's day from a teary ass bronx thug who has loved his dragon all day today. Thank you all for the wishes and the love. Fish Vargas