Tuesday, June 08, 2010

despite the fact I really have to pee

Well, theMomica has finally acquiesced and admitted the baby looks like me. She still contends that the baby has her "eye shape." I mean, talk about a reach! Is eye shape even a recognized facial feature. Doubtful. What I always tell her is that he looks like me and thank God he's a boy. Because, really, I'd be an ugly boy. I'm tellin' ya straight.

At any rate, baby is good - thanks for asking. Your life kind of revolves around the little guy. Who knew? Well, we all do. Now I think since I'm a little older and a lot of my friends have kids I was ready for the whole "life changing" thing. But honestly, I don't feel any different per se. I mean, there's this tiny man that I love with all my heart, but otherwise I didn't change at all. I didn't have any sweet skills descend on me. Like I can't shoot bees out of my mouth or anything. So, I guess I never had the IT CHANGES EVERYTHING moment.

Anyway, I've been spending most of my non-baby/work time playing sports and reading. I wish he was old enough to take/enjoy. Actually, take that back. If I'm going to tell him I was pro, I can't have him with any legit memories about the incredibly slow pace of play I demonstrated.

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Blogger Teacher Lady said...

Do you mean that you're glad he's a boy because you'd be an ugly looking girl?

7:21 AM

Blogger May-B said...

"Tis tiny man that I love with all my heart"

And then I died from the cute.

5:25 PM

Blogger roger said...

Yes, it's supposed to say, I'd be an ugly girl. I am an ugly guy, no conditional necessary.

May-B: He is a cute little old man. Ha ha. OH, I took the pictures, but I thought of something funny to do, so add a few weeks :)

10:49 PM

Anonymous Sarah, Goon Squad Sarah said...

You didn't get the bee thing when you left the hospital? You were fucking robbed.

4:25 PM


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