Of course. The last days of every Whiskerino have been amazing moments of my life and filled with stress. Today was no different.
The last day of Whiskerino in 2005/06, my wife went into the hospital suffering from listeria. She was 8 months pregnant with our daughter, Maya. I was driving home from Nashville when I got the news and scurried as fast as I could to be by my wife's side. My daughter was taken by emergency cesarean and was born miraculously with no infection and actually could come home before my wife who definitely got the raw end of the deal. My wife, Christie is the rock of Team Renaud. She puts up with my beard, these throwdowns, my comment bombing at 1am and me explaining inside Whiskerino jokes often pretending interest.
This morning, Maya was watching Olympic ice skating and got inspired and was pretending to be an ice skater. She was cute, spinning and jumping and then she tripped over a Yo Gabba Gabba doll and smashed her forehead into the corner of a wall which ripped a sizable gash into her forehead. After wiping all the blood and tears that filled her face and pinching together her split forehead with bandaids, I rushed her to the ER. She was brave and got 6 stitches in her head. She took her nap and then we took her to her 4th Birthday party. She was already the center of attention and under the circumstances she got even more attention.
So I thought it was fitting that I post my last photo on Whiskerino with my beautiful daughter, Maya who has changed my life. She really is such a great daughter.
Also, I want to thank @mackle
for creating such an unusual online fraternity filled with degenerates, prophets, friends, jerks, artists, fathers, lovers, musicians, painters, nite owls and brothers.
I can't wait to be together again in the San Diego Zoo in 2011.
Maya's drawing of the incident. Notice the gash and tears
posted: February 28 @ 7:13pm