Ayden has joined Facebook much to the chagrin of his Father. I vowed never to join as a result of my busy schedule, but The Boy talked me into it. He insists it will be beneficial, if for no other reason, then to promote his blog. I was worried he would use it to search out alternative milk sources which would devastate his mother. After much deliberation I acquiesced.
Ayden took his first boat ride last night. It was jumpin in the 'burgh with the Boston Red Sox in town (Go Bucs), UFC fight on Sunday, and a concert on the North Shore. So we packed up The Boy and headed to our friends boat which is docked on the North Shore for a week full of festivities that ends with Kenny Chesney and the 4th of July fireworks. Ayden ate at the Jerome Bettis Grille (Go Stillers) and watched the wicked awesome Pirates take one from the Sox.
The Boy went to the Doctor last week and they said he is now 90th percentile for height and 90th percentile for weight. He is 9 weeks old and already wearing clothes for a 6 month old. He is officially a little porker. I think he might need some Baby Spanks.
Finally, I will leave you with this...I took a bath with The Boy a couple of nights ago. It's an absolute joy being in the tub with Ayden. He floats on his back, smiles at everything, and just loves being in the water. Near the end of this love fest I noticed some bubbling in the tub. Of course my wife blamed me. I explained that it was the Jacuzzi tub. Just then, I begin to hear a noise...no, it was more like a low rumble. It began getting louder and louder and the water on the surface of the tub started rippling like when two mating Alligators vibrate their back muscles in the water during courtship. The rumbling slowly began increasing in volume until it became a loud roar. I looked down at our precious little angel and at that very moment poop came exploding out of the business end of my baby. Not little rabbit turds mind you. This was more of a slimy, sticky, gooey type substance that began coating everything in its path. If this crap came in contact with something, it latched on like oil on a duck. I was completely mortified. I screamed for my wife and looked at this alien child, that just moments ago was floating around the tub so innocently, like he was the devil himself. My wife grabbed Beelzebub, and I pulled the plug on the drain willing the 'water' into the sewer system where it belonged. I fired up the shower and began the decontamination process...these are the joys of parenthood:)
Ayden took his first boat ride last night. It was jumpin in the 'burgh with the Boston Red Sox in town (Go Bucs), UFC fight on Sunday, and a concert on the North Shore. So we packed up The Boy and headed to our friends boat which is docked on the North Shore for a week full of festivities that ends with Kenny Chesney and the 4th of July fireworks. Ayden ate at the Jerome Bettis Grille (Go Stillers) and watched the wicked awesome Pirates take one from the Sox.
The Boy went to the Doctor last week and they said he is now 90th percentile for height and 90th percentile for weight. He is 9 weeks old and already wearing clothes for a 6 month old. He is officially a little porker. I think he might need some Baby Spanks.
Finally, I will leave you with this...I took a bath with The Boy a couple of nights ago. It's an absolute joy being in the tub with Ayden. He floats on his back, smiles at everything, and just loves being in the water. Near the end of this love fest I noticed some bubbling in the tub. Of course my wife blamed me. I explained that it was the Jacuzzi tub. Just then, I begin to hear a noise...no, it was more like a low rumble. It began getting louder and louder and the water on the surface of the tub started rippling like when two mating Alligators vibrate their back muscles in the water during courtship. The rumbling slowly began increasing in volume until it became a loud roar. I looked down at our precious little angel and at that very moment poop came exploding out of the business end of my baby. Not little rabbit turds mind you. This was more of a slimy, sticky, gooey type substance that began coating everything in its path. If this crap came in contact with something, it latched on like oil on a duck. I was completely mortified. I screamed for my wife and looked at this alien child, that just moments ago was floating around the tub so innocently, like he was the devil himself. My wife grabbed Beelzebub, and I pulled the plug on the drain willing the 'water' into the sewer system where it belonged. I fired up the shower and began the decontamination process...these are the joys of parenthood:)
