Monday, June 19, 2006

Pappa Bear

My first Father’s Day started like every other day does now: with a baby crying at 7am. She wasn’t, and doesn’t so much cry at 7am, rather, she grunts. We seriously have the loudest sleeping baby in the world. At home she sleeps in a bassinet on Titso’s side of our king-sized bed and I have a fan on my side. The fan and distance drowns out a lot of the little noises she makes. Over the weekend, we went down to spend the weekend with Titso’s parents in Virginia. She slept in a make-shift bassinet on the floor and Titso and I slept in a double-sized bed in a fanless room. And let me tell you this, my baby girl makes some serious noise in her sleep. From yelps, to fakeout cries, to grunt after grunt, she’s got it all. She makes so much noise that you wake up to get her because she must be dying or something, but when you go to pick her up, it turns out she’s just sleeping.

Anyway, Titso was good to me and took her downstairs to let me sleep in on Fathers Day. I woke up and we ate and hit the road shortly after that. On the way down to VA Kenslee was an angel and slept the whole time, minus our dinner stop. She was a bit more fussy on the ride home, but we powered on to get home for the blogger poker tourney. I lasted for 3 hours in that, then we headed out to a local pub for a father’s day dinner. Kenslee was quiet for all of about 10 minutes before the crying started. We rushed through dinner and went home. I got a couple of nice shirts and a “Daddy and Me” picture frame in which this picture will be placed:




All in all it was and good fathers day. I could have done without the 4 hour drive and the all-day fussiness. But, I’ve been a father for 3 weeks now and I’ve loved every minute of it. (Not including the 3 hours Titso left me alone with her while I was trying to work from home on Friday.)

12 comments:

Leezer said...

Tim:
Being a father will change you in ways both profound and humorous. In terms of the latter, in a few years you will (1) always refer to pajamas as "jammies"; (2) find you need to find another term for the female genitalia ("down there," or "fuzzy muffin," won't quite work); and (3) know everything there is to know about Dora the Explorer (Swiper no swiping!)
Happy (belated) Fathers Day!!

❉ pixie ❉ said...

I like the term "lady parts".

Oh great One said...

I'm glad you had a nice FIRST fathers day. Whoever came up with the term "Sleep like a baby" obviously didn't have an infant. They are WAY noisy!

Softball Slut said...

Too cute!!! The baby not you tim.

min said...

Happy Belated Daddy Day, Tim!

miss kendra said...

too cute.

now i must go take my birth control pill.

Paul said...

awwwwwwwww

jackt said...

Grunting baby! Nice!!!

TinaPoPo said...

Happy Dad's Day!

Queen Of Pink said...

Glad that your first Father's Day was a good one (minus the fussiness). Kenslee is beautiful!! Love the pic of the two of you.

Think Frustrated said...

VOF is right. Can't call your daughter's vag a "coochie" or "fuzzy clam." I also use "girl parts." And, the Dora thing is true. My daughter just turned one year old, and she has a huge vocabulary already. One of her words is Dora. It's nuts.

Happy Daddy-O's Day!

HizzleThizzle said...

Oh I've been gone so long I didnt know you became a father.. Shes absolutely precious.