Finding Julian
Cotto loses his son in a museum—and finds a new approach to being a good dad. By Andrew Cotto Upon hearing that our second child would be a boy, I walked out of the doctor’s office, crossed 8th Avenue, and stepped into a Mexican restaurant to drink something with tequila in it. Then I drank another. My wife would have joined in the drinking, but she was far enough along in the pregnancy for a penis to show up on a sonogram. So, I drank, and she inhaled corn chips with guacamole. We knew that mommies and daddies can make both little girls and little boys, but... MORE