Pete credits his sense of humor to his ADD and a paralyzing fear of being normal. The birth of his first son is a true test of his commitment to laziness and irresponsibility.

"I had my first childa boyat the end of May. God bless my wife for enduring the unspeakable-ness of childbirth. I don't think I could have done it  without her."

Pete's current maturity level and gag reflex, made him woefully ill-prepared for the poop-covered minefield that became his life. Pete was fearful of becoming a dad. People told that him he will be a great dad but he worries how they can base that on a guy who has forgotten to take the money at an ATM.

"Everyone keeps telling me that my life is going to change, which is both true and not particularly helpful. Knowing that I sometimes have a hard time keeping myself alive, I'm just hoping my son and I can both make it through the baby years together.

Pete promises to adapt and flow with the trials of his life. He hopes that one day he can replicate the fond memory of his own childhood and that one day he can look his own son in the eyes and tell him, " Go mow my lawn."