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Wordless Wednesday: From where he observes the world
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Wordless Wednesday: The Thinker
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The lineup part two
Last week it was the cars lined up, this week it's the boys
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So maybe not father of the year
The other night we went to dinner at a friends house with just one of the boys. Primo was picked up by Papa and got some one on one time with my parents while we had Segundo for the weekend. So off we went to dinner with Segundo and he was great, friendly and funny and comfortable with our dinner guests quickly. The only issue was he had clearly dropped a deuce early on in the night. I went to the car to find another diaper and we didn’t have one so I brought him in the bathroom to see if we could just do a surface cleaning and keep the same diaper. He had been pretty solid lately so there was a chance but it was not to be. He had blown up the joint and that diaper had to go. So I took that diaper off and got him cleaned up and we went back out to join the group. About 3 minutes later Segundo had a wet spot on his pants that was growing by the second. Beautiful said she would take him home and get a new diaper and wondered how his diaper had filled so much that it was now leaking out. Funny story honey, he’s not wearing a diaper. I didn’t tell her that as she left but I told our dinner guests as soon as she was gone. Beautiful was gone for a bit and when she came back she was none to pleased with me. He didn’t have a diaper on! What were you thinking? Why didn’t you just bring him home before like I did? All valid points and hind sight is 20/20. Let’s not squabble about who’s to blame, let’s just enjoy our night out. And yeah I am the stay-at-home parent.
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He’s not a mac or a pc
There is a quiet chatter coming up the stairs from the finished basement where Primo and Segundo are playing trucks on the big pink chair. They are playing together, not fighting, but playing and interacting with their cars and trailers. It’s times like these where I get no-hitter superstitious and stay close enough to be aware of them, but far enough away and out of sight so as not to ruin it with my presence. See if they see me they will want to do what I’m doing, or get me to play along with them and the whole dynamic changes. They now compete for my attention and the happy interactive playtime together is gone like the deer you find in your back yard in the early dawn hours.
Lately these play times have been few and far between because of Segundo’s birthday. The little man man got a lot of attention and even more new toys as some sort of reward for surviving another year in my care I think. All that attention makes Primo more then a little envious. One toy in particular, from Grammie, seems to be at the center of most of the conflict lately. It is a toy computer that counts and makes animal sound amoung other things. This toy is frustrating to me for a couple reasons. Of course the fights and screaming that it leads to when they are taking it from each other, even The Charge is getting in on computer time, but also the sounds this toy makes when just one child is playing with it peacefully. These toys that sing songs and beep and honk are brought into this house only to drive me crazy, what other reason would someone give it to our child. Well they give them because the kids love them and this toy is well loved right now. I need to remember that the toy is not for me but for Segundo and it resonates with that target audience.
My laptop is always near by playing some music, displaying two or three twitter threads, or cascading way to many articles on the Lakers last and next game and my boys pick up on it’s importance to me. With his computer Segundo feels like he just like daddy and will often come sit right next to me and open up his mini noise making laptop and smile big up at me telling me about his “Combuter”. He’s pretty cute sitting there pressed up against me with his head under my arm clicking away on the numbers. I turn down my music and listen to his, I put down my laptop and pick him up onto my lap so we can play with his and I remember that Grammie got this for him, not to drive me crazy and she did good. He loves it right now and it doesn’t take much to recognize that a big part of that is his desire to do what daddy is doing.
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Happy Birthday little man
This weekend our boy Segundo turned two years old. He like to put up one finger on each hand to show that he is two now. Happy birthday my sweet boy, it has been great getting to spend the last two years with you and look forward to what the next sixteen or more bring.
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Three babies and a man
This story starts with losing one job and starting another but really it started long before that. It started when our first son was born, let’s call him Primo from here on out. When Primo was born my wife, Beautiful, and I talked about gender roles and the modern family. We talked about nurture versus nature and our own predispositions to raising kids and being at home and decided that for us I was the one that was better suited to be at home. It was an easy decision once we talked about wanting one of us to be at home. So after the first 6 months of maternity leave I left my tech support job and started looking after Primo. Since then we have moved across the country, had a second boy, let’s call him Segundo, and switched roles twice. I am back at home after recently losing my job and I couldn’t be happier. This is the job I want, the one I am good at, and the one that best serves our family and Beautiful is starting a job this month that is better suited for her and the best way for her to serve our family. We are where we belong as far as we can see and we are enjoying the adventure. But wait you ask, there were three babies listed in title and so far we have only talked about two of them, well that third is our housemates boy that we will call ‘the charge’. I am looking after all three boys during the day and what will continue here in this space is our story. I hope you enjoy.
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